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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3466 | 2019-12-01 12:01:14 | 104.41 | 96% |
| 3312 | 2019-11-29 15:53:21 | 119.61 | 97% |