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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 50373 | 2022-04-23 02:45:24 | 134.91 | 97% |
| 45008 | 2022-01-08 02:29:51 | 128.75 | 97% |
| 44484 | 2021-06-27 00:36:28 | 142.45 | 98% |
| 38635 | 2017-01-14 14:40:03 | 169.07 | 99% |
| 38579 | 2017-01-14 11:15:48 | 144.86 | 93% |