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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 52 | 2020-05-10 13:09:35 | 41.67 | 95% |
| 42 | 2020-05-09 21:39:17 | 37.75 | 96% |