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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8617 | 2017-07-17 12:29:57 | 60.85 | 95% |
| 6831 | 2017-06-09 17:01:55 | 73.60 | 97% |
| 6692 | 2017-06-08 19:05:53 | 67.71 | 95% |
| 6052 | 2017-05-31 18:18:00 | 72.82 | 91% |
| 5452 | 2017-05-19 20:34:28 | 63.85 | 90% |
| 5430 | 2017-05-19 15:25:17 | 67.86 | 97% |
| 4276 | 2017-05-01 14:03:41 | 68.72 | 94% |
| 3231 | 2017-04-11 15:06:38 | 61.94 | 90% |
| 1013 | 2017-03-10 23:13:22 | 56.14 | 93% |