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 |
---|---|---|---|
1893 | 2023-02-07 00:56:36 | 88.21 | 96% |
1667 | 2023-01-23 03:19:21 | 86.42 | 96% |
14 | 2022-11-01 07:51:43 | 82.73 | 97% |