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 |
---|---|---|---|
6722 | 2022-07-01 16:58:09 | 98.34 | 97% |
4117 | 2019-07-11 09:16:01 | 90.49 | 96% |
3753 | 2019-05-29 20:39:59 | 88.29 | 96% |
2286 | 2018-11-14 00:37:05 | 90.63 | 98% |
36 | 2018-08-23 22:43:03 | 76.21 | 95% |