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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1955 | 2021-07-30 23:40:37 | 86.15 | 98% |
| 1520 | 2017-10-06 13:46:01 | 84.81 | 97% |