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 |
---|---|---|---|
27875 | 2021-03-24 00:35:37 | 143.37 | 97% |
19528 | 2019-08-04 16:15:57 | 158.64 | 98% |
15255 | 2019-02-25 06:53:15 | 180.13 | 99% |
2913 | 2018-04-19 14:44:24 | 157.22 | 99% |