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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2718 | 2018-11-18 10:27:39 | 57.17 | 95% |
| 2352 | 2018-11-11 14:08:17 | 46.79 | 92% |