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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4741 | 2021-11-14 01:31:02 | 61.80 | 96% |
| 4423 | 2021-10-26 00:03:24 | 70.26 | 100% |
| 2430 | 2021-05-20 22:51:55 | 62.24 | 99% |
| 1147 | 2021-04-05 11:15:38 | 64.41 | 98% |
| 109 | 2021-02-12 16:29:50 | 49.82 | 97% |