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 |
---|---|---|---|
4458 | 2022-04-14 12:29:23 | 131.12 | 98% |
2785 | 2021-10-24 09:37:13 | 149.42 | 100% |
2691 | 2021-10-15 09:51:26 | 127.22 | 97% |