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 |
---|---|---|---|
3781 | 2021-04-20 09:19:47 | 71.80 | 97% |
1018 | 2019-01-02 08:29:18 | 58.07 | 96% |
453 | 2018-07-09 11:59:26 | 51.18 | 95% |