I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living. I dreamed that love would never die. I dreamed that God would be forgiving. Then I was young and unafraid when dreams were made and used and wasted. There was no ransom to be paid, no song unsung, no wine untasted.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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1063 | 2023-09-22 09:00:46 | 58.92 | 93.4% |
761 | 2023-09-18 15:45:12 | 56.56 | 95% |
426 | 2023-09-04 09:15:11 | 51.72 | 93% |
300 | 2023-09-03 16:38:46 | 50.11 | 94% |