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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6221 | 2018-10-18 23:37:50 | 93.57 | 97% |
| 5445 | 2018-08-10 17:34:32 | 93.93 | 98% |