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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11432 | 2020-11-13 06:38:29 | 112.51 | 97% |
| 10566 | 2018-07-16 08:45:28 | 128.11 | 99% |
| 5762 | 2017-05-29 01:49:20 | 114.30 | 95% |
| 3689 | 2017-03-04 01:32:26 | 111.86 | 90% |
| 3672 | 2017-03-03 22:22:34 | 122.24 | 97% |
| 3625 | 2017-02-25 21:52:52 | 108.07 | 91% |