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 |
---|---|---|---|
8829 | 2022-05-28 14:30:29 | 72.35 | 96% |
4374 | 2021-02-21 13:46:35 | 70.89 | 95.3% |
3594 | 2021-02-01 15:42:43 | 74.97 | 97.1% |