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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1573 | 2019-06-26 01:11:18 | 68.58 | 98% |
| 900 | 2019-05-10 16:50:55 | 61.58 | 97% |