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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9006 | 2020-11-13 15:32:35 | 134.73 | 98% |
| 6953 | 2020-09-15 14:04:03 | 140.87 | 98% |