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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2918 | 2017-09-08 03:33:34 | 128.00 | 97% |
| 2310 | 2017-09-02 01:13:43 | 131.45 | 98% |