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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11027 | 2024-05-07 23:38:41 | 88.06 | 99.5% |
| 8376 | 2021-02-19 07:00:37 | 78.01 | 97.4% |
| 8061 | 2021-02-05 14:54:02 | 74.69 | 97% |
| 2875 | 2018-11-06 18:51:42 | 81.62 | 99% |