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 |
---|---|---|---|
853 | 2022-11-28 13:25:51 | 64.72 | 96% |
336 | 2022-11-09 14:23:10 | 47.40 | 94% |
25 | 2022-10-29 12:06:25 | 59.72 | 97% |