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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7206 | 2017-07-12 15:26:32 | 96.21 | 98% |
| 5034 | 2017-06-07 16:20:11 | 85.74 | 98% |
| 3714 | 2017-05-17 06:05:59 | 77.35 | 90% |
| 2233 | 2017-04-19 10:53:56 | 73.30 | 92% |
| 1543 | 2017-03-16 10:35:01 | 75.83 | 95% |
| 1465 | 2017-03-15 11:28:02 | 72.72 | 95% |
| 818 | 2017-03-10 10:12:24 | 70.39 | 93% |
| 542 | 2017-03-06 16:19:34 | 72.74 | 94% |
| 84 | 2017-02-18 12:06:38 | 58.97 | 91% |