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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 458 | 2020-12-13 23:01:13 | 55.19 | 98% |
| 118 | 2020-10-10 15:08:12 | 43.95 | 95% |