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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2173 | 2017-09-25 12:18:59 | 54.23 | 95% |
| 2162 | 2017-09-23 19:30:50 | 48.80 | 97% |