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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222 | 2023-11-15 01:14:33 | 102.08 | 96.8% |
182 | 2021-07-07 01:50:58 | 96.62 | 96% |