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 |
---|---|---|---|
12293 | 2022-12-04 11:39:43 | 92.75 | 98% |
11681 | 2022-10-29 03:27:50 | 76.72 | 97% |
4074 | 2021-10-22 15:00:14 | 74.42 | 96% |