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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5957 | 2024-03-31 13:05:26 | 97.34 | 98% |
2710 | 2023-08-25 06:45:34 | 81.15 | 96% |