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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3774 | 2023-10-29 14:53:31 | 110.28 | 97.5% |
| 3455 | 2023-07-23 18:00:29 | 86.24 | 98% |
| 1104 | 2021-08-20 19:19:37 | 85.49 | 99% |