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 |
---|---|---|---|
3806 | 2022-05-04 03:14:17 | 91.92 | 98% |
2544 | 2021-05-28 23:23:20 | 93.09 | 97% |
2437 | 2021-05-19 21:38:45 | 95.08 | 98% |