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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3359 | 2021-12-11 02:15:44 | 90.94 | 96% |
| 1816 | 2021-03-26 12:32:00 | 85.06 | 96% |
| 1709 | 2021-03-21 16:29:46 | 80.01 | 96% |
| 1644 | 2021-03-15 18:29:20 | 89.96 | 97% |