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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4214 | 2023-09-14 14:10:57 | 75.24 | 97% |
2318 | 2023-06-12 12:18:40 | 66.85 | 95% |