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 |
---|---|---|---|
13367 | 2023-09-20 06:12:34 | 118.58 | 98% |
3614 | 2022-05-22 08:13:27 | 114.65 | 98% |
3469 | 2022-01-20 20:32:58 | 116.66 | 99% |
1812 | 2020-11-16 11:07:07 | 87.97 | 96% |