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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 338 | 2017-10-26 20:09:08 | 144.01 | 100% |
| 160 | 2017-10-15 02:43:43 | 120.52 | 98% |