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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3342 | 2020-05-06 12:05:13 | 41.93 | 96% |
| 1847 | 2020-03-15 14:02:07 | 35.90 | 96% |