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 |
---|---|---|---|
7837 | 2021-09-28 07:16:26 | 77.56 | 96% |
6859 | 2021-09-11 03:55:21 | 67.62 | 96% |
5851 | 2021-08-22 05:28:00 | 78.34 | 97% |
5845 | 2021-08-22 05:21:44 | 74.16 | 97% |
922 | 2021-05-17 03:25:51 | 70.03 | 98% |