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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13023 | 2018-08-06 21:40:08 | 161.60 | 98% |
| 1333 | 2017-09-01 16:14:03 | 135.04 | 98% |