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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11689 | 2018-10-24 14:50:03 | 96.75 | 97% |
| 8087 | 2017-09-28 22:07:08 | 101.02 | 99% |
| 5952 | 2017-05-05 08:22:14 | 90.39 | 89% |
| 2798 | 2017-03-27 00:31:23 | 82.87 | 92% |
| 2484 | 2017-03-22 07:59:47 | 88.55 | 96% |
| 2429 | 2017-03-22 05:49:45 | 90.59 | 95% |
| 1237 | 2017-02-28 03:49:55 | 79.94 | 91% |
| 489 | 2017-02-17 07:53:47 | 78.50 | 95% |