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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2084 | 2022-12-23 22:24:20 | 83.12 | 95% |
1395 | 2021-06-02 09:03:03 | 90.30 | 96% |
227 | 2019-05-07 19:26:16 | 67.48 | 95% |