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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799 | 2023-03-25 22:16:45 | 53.92 | 93% |
498 | 2022-03-08 07:34:53 | 69.44 | 97% |