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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4229 | 2018-06-19 18:39:27 | 106.59 | 100% |
| 4171 | 2018-02-09 04:10:51 | 102.88 | 99% |