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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2350 | 2022-10-24 05:04:29 | 89.18 | 98% |
| 1038 | 2022-03-03 12:43:43 | 62.76 | 97% |
| 467 | 2021-05-30 11:28:07 | 79.57 | 98% |
| 117 | 2020-12-13 05:29:08 | 48.71 | 95% |