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 |
---|---|---|---|
5083 | 2024-01-22 04:55:37 | 114.46 | 99.1% |
2299 | 2021-11-25 05:07:43 | 86.40 | 98% |
811 | 2021-08-12 03:37:45 | 61.52 | 95% |
708 | 2021-08-08 12:50:32 | 49.13 | 94% |