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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2901 | 2018-02-19 11:04:23 | 128.84 | 99% |
| 1625 | 2017-11-09 16:01:53 | 110.59 | 98% |