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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2332 | 2022-04-07 01:19:33 | 94.83 | 99% |
| 2323 | 2022-03-19 01:04:45 | 84.90 | 98% |
| 1115 | 2021-04-10 07:06:31 | 66.23 | 96% |
| 928 | 2021-03-17 08:12:52 | 76.44 | 96% |