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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3178 | 2022-01-22 05:03:16 | 85.98 | 96% |
| 2487 | 2021-12-11 05:35:42 | 81.17 | 96% |
| 1115 | 2021-07-24 12:01:30 | 74.06 | 95% |