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 |
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4588 | 2023-09-08 06:49:21 | 107.85 | 99% |
792 | 2023-05-18 10:20:31 | 103.26 | 98% |