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 |
---|---|---|---|
7639 | 2023-09-07 10:46:08 | 104.55 | 98% |
6942 | 2023-08-18 05:16:06 | 106.83 | 99% |
4242 | 2023-01-27 05:31:20 | 98.11 | 98% |