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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12922 | 2022-03-13 13:37:41 | 62.08 | 97% |
| 9853 | 2017-10-06 16:08:45 | 63.96 | 98% |
| 9182 | 2017-07-18 10:01:52 | 66.02 | 97% |
| 6751 | 2017-03-26 15:47:44 | 57.88 | 96% |
| 6316 | 2017-03-03 06:43:19 | 62.26 | 98% |