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 |
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6389 | 2023-11-24 04:33:48 | 112.18 | 94.4% |
6133 | 2023-11-12 06:06:40 | 133.28 | 97.9% |