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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18281 | 2018-01-21 22:50:10 | 112.34 | 98% |
| 15142 | 2017-07-31 22:37:33 | 113.09 | 97% |
| 13161 | 2017-06-13 00:18:33 | 102.58 | 96% |
| 13032 | 2017-06-09 08:15:08 | 119.87 | 98% |
| 10942 | 2017-03-18 10:52:11 | 110.96 | 94% |