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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1899 | 2018-06-16 05:23:54 | 124.54 | 99% |
| 1860 | 2018-04-22 00:10:55 | 92.42 | 98% |