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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11901 | 2023-09-14 23:56:11 | 149.12 | 99% |
| 8078 | 2021-06-09 05:37:48 | 143.31 | 99% |
| 5610 | 2021-01-21 04:23:14 | 119.71 | 98% |
| 5277 | 2021-01-11 03:15:24 | 111.52 | 96% |
| 3157 | 2020-10-15 01:39:21 | 120.49 | 99% |