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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 372 | 2022-10-02 15:16:28 | 36.96 | 94% |
| 298 | 2022-01-04 17:30:46 | 28.43 | 91% |
| 13 | 2022-01-02 12:15:30 | 30.66 | 90% |