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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 326 | 2020-03-21 07:12:18 | 59.07 | 94% |
| 145 | 2019-08-30 13:49:28 | 34.71 | 93% |