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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9989 | 2021-01-11 09:20:26 | 85.79 | 98% |
| 9415 | 2021-01-03 05:14:19 | 80.17 | 98% |
| 7521 | 2020-11-11 02:32:31 | 74.95 | 97% |
| 152 | 2020-08-11 14:23:39 | 58.33 | 97% |