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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 175 | 2018-04-05 01:28:59 | 104.46 | 97% |
| 42 | 2017-09-09 15:54:32 | 95.75 | 98% |