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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4531 | 2019-10-08 09:52:44 | 68.75 | 99% |
| 4345 | 2019-10-01 03:33:05 | 65.79 | 98% |
| 3 | 2018-04-05 00:28:33 | 57.37 | 98% |