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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44 | 2022-06-26 05:03:09 | 89.84 | 96% |
25 | 2022-06-26 04:45:21 | 92.61 | 97% |