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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1469 | 2020-10-04 12:02:43 | 83.77 | 96% |
| 1398 | 2020-10-04 08:53:46 | 94.26 | 97% |
| 729 | 2020-09-30 23:43:15 | 87.39 | 97% |