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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 978 | 2023-01-03 23:48:48 | 35.72 | 93% |
| 443 | 2022-11-23 03:10:56 | 44.52 | 97% |
| 69 | 2022-09-29 23:40:16 | 36.22 | 95% |