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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2627 | 2020-12-04 12:29:00 | 78.17 | 95% |
| 852 | 2020-01-09 17:44:40 | 67.00 | 96% |