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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 20746 | 2022-04-18 06:05:28 | 116.16 | 99% |
| 19714 | 2022-03-03 15:04:25 | 121.51 | 100% |
| 19021 | 2022-02-11 05:17:36 | 123.33 | 100% |
| 16147 | 2021-11-10 12:54:01 | 112.66 | 99% |
| 7098 | 2021-06-11 13:25:40 | 95.73 | 99% |
| 1743 | 2021-03-31 17:28:59 | 99.88 | 100% |