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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1425 | 2020-07-25 03:02:54 | 82.89 | 98% |
| 877 | 2020-07-08 18:56:25 | 81.94 | 97% |