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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7467 | 2020-02-06 02:49:58 | 54.79 | 94% |
| 613 | 2018-04-13 06:35:53 | 28.84 | 90% |