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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10618 | 2020-02-24 18:01:56 | 88.28 | 98% |
8783 | 2019-12-30 22:13:34 | 96.64 | 97% |
8559 | 2019-12-27 13:50:06 | 85.51 | 96% |
5272 | 2019-09-30 22:47:56 | 68.22 | 96% |
3579 | 2019-09-12 07:57:02 | 91.82 | 98% |