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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591 | 2023-10-15 22:45:23 | 69.03 | 95.8% |
443 | 2022-04-14 18:53:15 | 63.92 | 95% |