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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2263 | 2023-02-03 00:22:51 | 83.80 | 96% |
| 2036 | 2022-07-18 17:20:25 | 102.09 | 100% |