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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898 | 2021-12-15 09:53:57 | 75.78 | 96% |
350 | 2021-02-24 20:23:26 | 70.75 | 96.5% |