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 |
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6777 | 2023-12-11 21:27:32 | 77.51 | 97.5% |
6568 | 2023-11-26 19:11:59 | 86.22 | 98.7% |