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 |
---|---|---|---|
7343 | 2022-02-14 01:58:07 | 66.16 | 97% |
4951 | 2021-09-27 08:45:20 | 66.54 | 98% |
1819 | 2021-02-19 21:31:48 | 54.16 | 95.6% |
1718 | 2021-02-17 02:18:48 | 60.85 | 97% |