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 |
---|---|---|---|
10731 | 2021-03-12 22:41:50 | 92.90 | 98% |
9596 | 2021-02-09 20:56:18 | 82.90 | 97.1% |
8950 | 2021-01-25 19:58:12 | 87.79 | 98% |