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 |
---|---|---|---|
2304 | 2023-02-21 10:11:37 | 81.58 | 99% |
761 | 2021-09-05 04:41:32 | 46.10 | 96% |
510 | 2021-08-22 13:49:49 | 50.13 | 94% |