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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 596 | 2019-02-15 03:48:43 | 93.26 | 96% |
| 473 | 2019-02-06 22:27:55 | 76.96 | 95% |