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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5097 | 2020-08-20 19:14:51 | 72.25 | 96% |
| 442 | 2020-01-14 14:01:33 | 80.92 | 97% |