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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1447 | 2020-04-02 03:32:30 | 108.38 | 99% |
| 269 | 2020-03-10 11:39:18 | 79.41 | 96% |