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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18670 | 2024-02-25 08:21:43 | 153.94 | 96.2% |
| 12905 | 2019-07-15 04:22:59 | 161.33 | 98% |
| 11684 | 2019-04-16 22:12:13 | 134.24 | 98% |
| 8910 | 2018-10-15 19:47:01 | 124.01 | 97% |
| 7454 | 2018-08-03 00:12:39 | 164.60 | 100% |
| 6983 | 2018-07-23 19:12:09 | 150.99 | 98% |
| 6798 | 2018-07-19 19:21:19 | 151.77 | 99% |
| 6534 | 2018-07-16 01:50:54 | 144.48 | 98% |