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 |
---|---|---|---|
4926 | 2023-06-14 01:58:03 | 62.27 | 95% |
3086 | 2023-03-09 16:38:52 | 68.41 | 96% |
1687 | 2022-12-13 19:02:00 | 59.19 | 94% |