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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1531 | 2019-02-06 19:15:33 | 104.55 | 99% |
| 1426 | 2018-12-11 19:10:00 | 90.55 | 99% |