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 |
---|---|---|---|
18161 | 2020-06-20 22:24:19 | 98.59 | 98% |
16441 | 2020-05-04 00:07:14 | 92.48 | 97% |
11364 | 2020-01-26 05:04:31 | 101.73 | 97% |
8597 | 2019-11-19 03:47:28 | 88.84 | 96% |
5844 | 2019-09-29 00:15:22 | 76.54 | 95% |
4268 | 2019-08-25 05:42:49 | 81.54 | 97% |