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 |
---|---|---|---|
20679 | 2022-03-04 22:50:30 | 131.30 | 100% |
19913 | 2020-07-03 00:56:02 | 121.23 | 99% |
19236 | 2018-02-12 06:41:59 | 111.01 | 98% |
15900 | 2018-01-16 01:13:56 | 122.86 | 99% |
15109 | 2018-01-11 05:46:22 | 134.83 | 99% |