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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809 | 2023-01-27 03:39:22 | 93.20 | 96% |
114 | 2022-12-22 19:23:08 | 89.09 | 97% |