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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 50596 | 2018-05-24 15:17:33 | 112.58 | 96% |
| 49752 | 2018-03-23 12:50:00 | 99.15 | 96% |