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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 35729 | 2018-08-18 22:57:24 | 128.39 | 97% |
| 33031 | 2018-05-07 23:13:59 | 143.84 | 98% |
| 31260 | 2018-04-08 16:15:58 | 131.94 | 98% |