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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3987 | 2019-08-25 11:55:55 | 91.75 | 97% |
| 3835 | 2019-08-13 17:39:18 | 92.87 | 97% |