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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4743 | 2023-06-17 16:09:05 | 65.97 | 97% |
2690 | 2022-11-30 17:40:23 | 67.04 | 96% |
1010 | 2022-05-30 09:44:15 | 65.58 | 97% |