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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2667 | 2020-09-18 15:11:32 | 133.98 | 98% |
| 2603 | 2020-09-05 17:34:00 | 136.00 | 99% |