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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5562 | 2020-09-15 14:57:54 | 90.88 | 95% |
| 3670 | 2018-05-30 11:43:50 | 81.71 | 96% |
| 3121 | 2018-04-12 06:08:44 | 95.58 | 97% |
| 1231 | 2017-11-02 10:06:08 | 85.30 | 96% |
| 248 | 2017-05-23 02:13:44 | 71.87 | 93% |
| 82 | 2017-04-10 08:51:55 | 65.17 | 91% |