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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556 | 2022-01-27 17:11:10 | 96.89 | 97% |
408 | 2021-05-18 10:29:59 | 93.42 | 96% |