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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9911 | 2023-03-07 22:22:05 | 117.45 | 97% |
8486 | 2022-12-04 03:09:44 | 99.48 | 97% |
118 | 2020-02-27 00:35:17 | 89.35 | 96% |