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 |
---|---|---|---|
24421 | 2021-06-24 05:56:43 | 91.35 | 98% |
24213 | 2021-06-16 08:15:26 | 115.49 | 98% |
22387 | 2021-05-12 02:19:17 | 113.55 | 98% |
21732 | 2021-04-25 05:11:46 | 117.98 | 98% |
18509 | 2021-01-23 07:56:36 | 109.15 | 98% |
8298 | 2019-12-20 23:30:46 | 93.47 | 98% |