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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5794 | 2023-09-29 13:04:24 | 80.12 | 95.5% |
4331 | 2023-03-22 04:17:40 | 74.30 | 94% |