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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 266 | 2018-02-02 12:09:56 | 64.54 | 95% |
| 37 | 2017-12-30 15:45:16 | 57.98 | 94% |