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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15967 | 2018-06-15 06:35:18 | 152.67 | 99% |
| 12300 | 2018-04-06 11:24:36 | 133.99 | 98% |
| 10635 | 2018-02-07 15:56:20 | 147.57 | 98% |
| 5316 | 2017-10-04 11:00:04 | 150.41 | 100% |
| 4574 | 2017-09-25 13:32:16 | 141.30 | 99% |
| 2105 | 2017-08-28 07:58:49 | 143.14 | 99% |
| 416 | 2017-06-12 10:52:19 | 142.59 | 99% |