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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 723 | 2020-07-25 03:02:52 | 88.77 | 99% |
| 202 | 2019-07-31 18:49:35 | 71.33 | 98% |