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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2743 | 2017-09-01 06:43:24 | 72.87 | 97% |
| 2734 | 2017-09-01 06:29:33 | 80.97 | 98% |