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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1900 | 2020-04-20 16:27:36 | 91.78 | 96% |
| 1546 | 2020-04-07 19:07:53 | 78.79 | 96% |