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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2559 | 2018-03-22 14:29:58 | 62.64 | 94% |
| 2198 | 2018-03-01 15:15:01 | 75.18 | 96% |