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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14089 | 2023-03-01 05:32:37 | 95.74 | 97% |
| 13532 | 2023-02-06 13:46:11 | 66.22 | 95% |
| 7843 | 2021-08-10 08:59:18 | 71.33 | 95% |
| 3098 | 2021-02-04 00:39:34 | 76.36 | 94.8% |