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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16313 | 2020-04-10 14:09:05 | 144.77 | 99% |
| 14320 | 2019-06-02 21:31:32 | 127.96 | 99% |
| 13526 | 2018-12-09 21:21:16 | 143.29 | 99% |
| 10493 | 2017-11-28 06:46:18 | 118.10 | 99% |
| 9262 | 2017-11-18 15:44:20 | 124.50 | 98% |
| 4808 | 2017-10-22 12:29:53 | 144.05 | 100% |