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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1786 | 2018-11-01 03:19:49 | 102.10 | 98% |
| 784 | 2018-05-26 02:38:50 | 94.39 | 97% |