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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5052 | 2020-10-11 21:28:13 | 82.91 | 96% |
| 3216 | 2020-05-05 15:29:41 | 95.43 | 97% |