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 |
---|---|---|---|
3396 | 2022-11-13 07:14:49 | 56.86 | 96% |
3385 | 2022-11-03 07:16:06 | 62.13 | 95% |
2790 | 2022-03-21 21:38:06 | 52.66 | 95% |