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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2293 | 2024-01-16 17:49:38 | 118.99 | 96.6% |
| 1653 | 2023-08-02 11:18:02 | 127.32 | 100% |
| 1650 | 2023-08-02 00:11:26 | 120.09 | 99% |
| 899 | 2023-04-11 22:35:15 | 122.32 | 100% |