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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13420 | 2020-01-21 06:05:01 | 92.88 | 98% |
| 12664 | 2019-07-14 19:21:27 | 92.45 | 97% |
| 11455 | 2019-06-16 23:56:08 | 77.39 | 95% |
| 7298 | 2018-08-10 08:42:49 | 87.17 | 97% |
| 1028 | 2017-08-06 02:50:58 | 83.00 | 97% |