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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1851 | 2019-08-26 21:40:49 | 85.28 | 96% |
| 972 | 2019-08-11 15:25:21 | 97.71 | 97% |