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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2284 | 2021-09-12 22:53:36 | 80.19 | 97% |
| 2073 | 2021-09-08 01:09:10 | 81.84 | 97% |
| 740 | 2019-10-02 01:26:31 | 81.90 | 98% |
| 355 | 2019-09-27 21:02:58 | 78.13 | 97% |