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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4834 | 2023-03-11 04:23:28 | 63.18 | 96% |
3888 | 2022-12-30 16:16:10 | 71.37 | 99% |