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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4419 | 2023-10-25 05:12:31 | 64.21 | 96.3% |
| 1309 | 2022-10-04 09:50:52 | 47.31 | 94% |