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 |
---|---|---|---|
8704 | 2022-12-01 01:26:03 | 72.14 | 97% |
6367 | 2022-02-26 23:57:50 | 63.04 | 95% |
5136 | 2021-08-26 20:48:15 | 59.95 | 97% |
3580 | 2021-06-22 09:08:31 | 62.58 | 97% |
2543 | 2021-05-24 11:42:46 | 64.48 | 98% |
1667 | 2021-05-01 13:40:44 | 54.09 | 97% |