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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 730 | 2017-12-04 03:43:32 | 55.79 | 96% |
| 414 | 2017-10-20 01:29:06 | 54.80 | 97% |