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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3146 | 2018-08-09 21:20:29 | 61.82 | 96% |
| 1220 | 2018-07-17 19:35:10 | 54.05 | 96% |
| 1135 | 2018-07-17 07:10:12 | 59.15 | 96% |