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 |
---|---|---|---|
5454 | 2021-01-03 14:18:08 | 73.96 | 98% |
4012 | 2018-07-05 17:56:03 | 68.95 | 95% |
2908 | 2017-07-29 08:06:09 | 79.10 | 97% |
2518 | 2017-07-17 05:22:39 | 76.40 | 97% |