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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6877 | 2022-11-29 09:02:27 | 73.17 | 96% |
5258 | 2021-12-08 13:56:56 | 71.41 | 94% |
2816 | 2021-03-03 15:14:12 | 72.02 | 96% |