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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1077 | 2018-12-25 17:39:29 | 64.99 | 94% |
| 1075 | 2018-12-25 16:50:14 | 72.88 | 94% |