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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8921 | 2023-06-04 22:59:33 | 76.72 | 98% |
7052 | 2021-12-30 10:57:13 | 72.05 | 97% |
5155 | 2021-07-26 17:00:40 | 77.35 | 98% |