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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2021 | 2017-07-16 02:53:22 | 99.29 | 98% |
| 2008 | 2017-07-12 20:41:24 | 113.49 | 99% |
| 1688 | 2017-07-01 17:58:29 | 116.76 | 99% |
| 1240 | 2017-05-26 23:32:25 | 94.18 | 93% |
| 1027 | 2017-04-19 21:08:23 | 102.72 | 94% |
| 604 | 2017-03-29 16:02:59 | 103.96 | 96% |
| 537 | 2017-03-21 19:58:53 | 102.35 | 96% |