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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2194 | 2023-06-11 14:29:11 | 95.28 | 97% |
671 | 2022-12-27 06:04:52 | 79.19 | 97% |
272 | 2022-12-15 20:49:26 | 71.54 | 97% |