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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4340 | 2019-10-09 18:20:45 | 71.15 | 97% |
| 430 | 2019-06-20 18:36:39 | 67.73 | 98% |