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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18049 | 2018-02-19 13:58:58 | 65.84 | 99% |
| 16565 | 2018-02-14 06:43:12 | 73.54 | 100% |