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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 22952 | 2017-10-20 10:07:20 | 62.26 | 94% |
| 15493 | 2017-06-05 03:03:03 | 67.73 | 96% |
| 13542 | 2017-05-06 14:51:39 | 55.72 | 89% |
| 13203 | 2017-04-30 18:29:27 | 64.27 | 90% |
| 8882 | 2017-02-09 15:13:20 | 65.24 | 93% |
| 8604 | 2017-02-02 15:29:19 | 67.16 | 94% |
| 7111 | 2017-01-16 06:05:28 | 75.80 | 96% |