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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915 | 2023-10-06 03:45:52 | 40.28 | 96.6% |
615 | 2023-08-14 04:05:54 | 42.26 | 97% |