My youth is slipping, my youth is slipping away. Safe in monotony, so safe, day after day. Count your blessings. Cold wind blows off the lake and I know for sure that it's too late. Count your blessings on one hand.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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763 | 2023-10-26 08:43:07 | 67.19 | 95.7% |
26 | 2022-02-25 05:14:38 | 63.74 | 98% |