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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3727 | 2018-06-10 12:02:06 | 57.52 | 94% |
| 2580 | 2017-11-12 14:07:33 | 56.71 | 95% |