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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1051 | 2022-10-26 04:03:31 | 80.47 | 97% |
| 905 | 2022-10-10 03:54:18 | 77.25 | 98% |
| 285 | 2022-06-24 03:49:55 | 82.32 | 99% |