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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1013 | 2019-05-02 13:42:35 | 70.87 | 97% |
| 475 | 2019-04-12 04:23:45 | 63.67 | 97% |