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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3935 | 2019-04-03 01:39:30 | 207.67 | 100% |
| 3934 | 2019-04-03 01:38:47 | 203.13 | 100% |