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 |
---|---|---|---|
3233 | 2018-01-23 12:41:22 | 60.84 | 97% |
2895 | 2017-12-05 18:03:47 | 53.06 | 96% |
997 | 2017-05-18 19:50:06 | 50.97 | 93% |
728 | 2017-04-05 19:04:14 | 54.88 | 90% |
463 | 2017-03-09 18:59:55 | 43.85 | 86% |