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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2838 | 2023-10-23 14:55:02 | 78.40 | 96.6% |
| 1426 | 2023-05-07 09:05:01 | 71.51 | 96% |