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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 23143 | 2021-01-16 22:12:01 | 119.63 | 100% |
| 21691 | 2020-10-10 03:11:24 | 98.82 | 98% |
| 20253 | 2018-08-17 20:16:49 | 96.64 | 96% |
| 19237 | 2017-06-24 18:23:46 | 106.30 | 98% |
| 18796 | 2017-04-25 18:30:05 | 80.70 | 88% |