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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13884 | 2023-01-07 01:20:34 | 76.04 | 97% |
6654 | 2019-11-29 03:15:02 | 62.77 | 97% |
5678 | 2019-04-28 07:11:52 | 48.26 | 95% |