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 |
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8526 | 2022-08-24 01:05:34 | 88.91 | 98% |
7562 | 2021-06-15 12:52:11 | 81.31 | 97% |
2412 | 2020-06-25 09:32:00 | 62.88 | 96% |