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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2075 | 2018-12-09 15:07:27 | 89.04 | 99% |
| 1695 | 2018-10-10 12:18:58 | 79.37 | 97% |