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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 93 | 2017-12-02 18:09:54 | 42.52 | 90% |
| 88 | 2017-12-02 18:01:10 | 48.59 | 93% |