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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2408 | 2019-10-14 16:32:04 | 66.65 | 94% |
| 1242 | 2019-09-15 16:45:28 | 52.07 | 92% |