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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 619 | 2021-08-07 06:52:04 | 119.04 | 98% |
| 378 | 2020-06-28 00:05:08 | 105.55 | 98% |