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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18715 | 2020-05-30 11:14:43 | 132.72 | 97% |
| 14939 | 2020-04-10 21:21:04 | 144.30 | 99% |
| 9780 | 2020-02-02 22:33:26 | 143.52 | 99% |
| 9525 | 2020-01-28 10:22:58 | 116.90 | 97% |
| 3467 | 2019-11-24 20:36:10 | 138.73 | 99% |
| 3436 | 2019-11-24 20:05:13 | 133.75 | 99% |
| 1036 | 2019-05-08 20:01:46 | 123.26 | 98% |