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 |
---|---|---|---|
8149 | 2021-05-11 12:48:00 | 86.06 | 96% |
8025 | 2021-05-09 04:53:30 | 72.27 | 94% |
3306 | 2021-01-31 12:51:10 | 86.17 | 94.9% |