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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2989 | 2017-12-23 19:34:14 | 76.86 | 98% |
| 2458 | 2017-12-20 01:55:48 | 50.11 | 97% |