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 |
---|---|---|---|
6052 | 2022-06-25 11:33:53 | 53.90 | 99% |
3193 | 2021-04-28 15:01:28 | 45.73 | 98% |
2991 | 2021-04-19 14:11:44 | 47.12 | 99% |
2721 | 2021-04-07 11:27:11 | 42.30 | 97% |
1338 | 2021-02-23 15:11:39 | 36.76 | 96.3% |