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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3433 | 2019-05-20 08:44:38 | 76.27 | 97% |
| 3307 | 2019-03-29 02:55:27 | 75.33 | 97% |