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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 201 | 2019-02-25 15:10:15 | 41.64 | 94% |
| 164 | 2019-02-23 16:43:13 | 44.20 | 94% |