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 |
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710 | 2023-06-13 15:19:03 | 76.53 | 97% |
609 | 2023-06-11 00:07:58 | 57.47 | 95% |