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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3757 | 2018-07-12 18:08:04 | 65.76 | 99% |
| 2763 | 2018-05-22 16:16:59 | 62.10 | 97% |