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 |
---|---|---|---|
15825 | 2021-06-15 21:11:42 | 118.58 | 99% |
13843 | 2020-10-17 03:19:29 | 93.23 | 97% |
9894 | 2020-01-31 05:01:00 | 121.01 | 100% |
4815 | 2017-12-29 00:20:17 | 92.09 | 98% |
3847 | 2017-10-30 19:45:17 | 94.72 | 97% |
3842 | 2017-10-30 19:41:45 | 100.72 | 97% |
1397 | 2017-02-17 18:10:18 | 96.27 | 95% |