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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6180 | 2017-11-30 20:45:59 | 75.25 | 98% |
| 5354 | 2017-10-11 01:29:14 | 76.79 | 98% |