I walked by your guidance counselor's office one time. A bunch of you were sitting there waiting to be shepherded. I remember it smelled like dead flowers, like decay. Then it hit me. The hope of our nation's future is a bunch of mulch.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3658 | 2019-10-26 23:11:30 | 80.51 | 95% |
| 1351 | 2019-03-09 09:22:33 | 64.84 | 96% |
| 891 | 2019-02-03 00:03:25 | 70.38 | 95% |