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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2226 | 2022-05-03 17:49:24 | 84.38 | 97% |
955 | 2021-01-27 04:02:42 | 75.19 | 98% |