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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7981 | 2020-04-19 17:00:21 | 85.32 | 100% |
| 6361 | 2018-06-15 16:27:27 | 66.15 | 96% |
| 2823 | 2017-12-02 12:27:44 | 70.46 | 96% |
| 2739 | 2017-12-01 14:25:17 | 73.86 | 97% |
| 1435 | 2017-10-21 19:13:43 | 73.66 | 98% |