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 |
---|---|---|---|
12945 | 2021-01-21 15:42:28 | 77.41 | 95% |
12929 | 2021-01-21 14:46:21 | 86.25 | 96% |
10242 | 2020-12-31 00:08:51 | 76.16 | 96% |
8112 | 2020-07-10 05:39:58 | 73.65 | 95% |
6058 | 2020-07-01 21:21:57 | 66.36 | 93% |