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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10160 | 2023-11-19 15:14:23 | 78.93 | 96.7% |
| 4940 | 2023-08-31 19:08:42 | 65.73 | 95% |
| 2611 | 2023-07-26 18:33:41 | 65.71 | 97% |
| 525 | 2023-06-07 15:22:53 | 56.02 | 98% |