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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6755 | 2025-04-23 10:11:12 | 95.31 | 98.2% |
| 6293 | 2024-07-29 04:28:28 | 82.66 | 96.8% |
| 2742 | 2022-11-01 12:41:45 | 65.81 | 95% |
| 1018 | 2021-05-03 08:50:33 | 65.40 | 97% |
| 680 | 2021-03-07 09:51:35 | 56.91 | 96% |