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 |
---|---|---|---|
2421 | 2022-10-25 06:42:20 | 70.68 | 96% |
1556 | 2022-05-17 08:55:38 | 65.98 | 97% |
1546 | 2022-05-17 01:27:53 | 64.76 | 99% |