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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 17722 | 2019-01-16 07:37:28 | 104.12 | 98% |
| 14241 | 2018-09-10 13:49:13 | 93.27 | 97% |
| 12432 | 2018-08-11 15:56:17 | 103.17 | 98% |
| 11151 | 2018-07-24 03:35:16 | 79.48 | 96% |
| 9567 | 2018-07-15 01:17:35 | 93.21 | 98% |
| 7069 | 2018-05-09 16:01:48 | 102.85 | 99% |