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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5508 | 2020-07-27 04:19:42 | 164.42 | 99% |
| 1112 | 2020-02-29 00:25:50 | 156.98 | 99% |
| 979 | 2020-01-25 10:48:09 | 141.78 | 98% |