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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2610 | 2023-06-23 07:27:07 | 103.63 | 98% |
2455 | 2023-06-19 06:49:13 | 99.78 | 99% |