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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 624 | 2018-03-27 03:27:45 | 71.38 | 96% |
| 495 | 2018-03-18 01:02:13 | 81.32 | 96% |
| 26 | 2018-02-02 20:31:36 | 69.18 | 97% |