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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5242 | 2019-06-14 11:42:50 | 115.66 | 98% |
| 3986 | 2019-03-14 21:25:05 | 119.20 | 98% |
| 1005 | 2019-01-07 02:35:58 | 94.68 | 97% |