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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7034 | 2020-09-12 16:43:22 | 59.60 | 93% |
| 6180 | 2020-09-01 12:16:09 | 59.39 | 93% |