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 |
---|---|---|---|
3559 | 2023-07-17 12:53:37 | 91.18 | 97% |
2460 | 2022-03-09 18:15:24 | 87.32 | 97% |
1110 | 2021-06-25 22:28:29 | 83.25 | 96% |