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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 40676 | 2021-06-17 08:57:53 | 69.09 | 98% |
| 34548 | 2017-09-24 17:18:20 | 73.63 | 98% |
| 32198 | 2017-09-07 10:55:18 | 68.49 | 98% |
| 26812 | 2017-07-22 14:39:40 | 65.27 | 97% |
| 24935 | 2017-05-27 18:25:35 | 71.83 | 96% |
| 22446 | 2017-04-08 14:59:54 | 73.44 | 97% |
| 18640 | 2017-02-06 13:51:42 | 63.88 | 95% |