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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1807 | 2019-02-15 03:48:48 | 78.44 | 96% |
| 1439 | 2019-02-05 03:14:01 | 78.41 | 96% |
| 401 | 2019-01-12 04:24:46 | 68.59 | 96% |