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 |
---|---|---|---|
23355 | 2021-10-07 19:13:43 | 145.73 | 100% |
22137 | 2020-11-06 19:10:52 | 142.79 | 100% |
18942 | 2020-03-24 23:51:55 | 135.55 | 99% |
12128 | 2019-05-25 15:26:46 | 173.42 | 100% |
7053 | 2019-02-06 18:15:58 | 134.11 | 97% |
3119 | 2018-11-28 21:03:05 | 142.51 | 99% |