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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 223 | 2017-11-05 01:49:23 | 54.38 | 97% |
| 169 | 2017-11-04 23:08:30 | 50.59 | 97% |