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 |
---|---|---|---|
5312 | 2022-05-25 01:47:34 | 110.34 | 96% |
4557 | 2021-12-04 20:16:24 | 122.01 | 98% |
4535 | 2021-12-04 17:12:45 | 125.01 | 97% |
4111 | 2020-08-24 19:07:30 | 96.30 | 99% |