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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15127 | 2023-09-22 02:23:40 | 54.53 | 92.7% |
| 8338 | 2020-05-29 03:07:12 | 57.73 | 98% |
| 8200 | 2020-05-15 06:28:59 | 63.63 | 97% |
| 5038 | 2019-01-21 16:27:27 | 47.40 | 94% |