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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1904 | 2023-09-23 11:54:54 | 91.11 | 97.9% |
1309 | 2022-01-17 08:29:37 | 80.77 | 97% |