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 |
---|---|---|---|
7189 | 2021-10-16 21:11:23 | 86.06 | 96% |
3659 | 2020-08-24 19:07:35 | 81.07 | 97% |
345 | 2017-10-22 19:12:48 | 67.34 | 95% |