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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 984 | 2018-09-27 13:14:35 | 44.58 | 96% |
| 334 | 2018-07-30 02:32:44 | 41.03 | 97% |