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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8729 | 2022-08-24 07:51:06 | 119.54 | 99% |
| 3329 | 2021-06-05 15:23:00 | 92.65 | 97% |
| 3313 | 2021-06-04 19:54:21 | 97.24 | 97% |