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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 762 | 2020-10-19 20:40:36 | 93.93 | 100% |
| 652 | 2020-10-17 03:18:31 | 82.08 | 99% |