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 |
---|---|---|---|
6665 | 2022-12-13 17:20:08 | 72.15 | 97% |
6060 | 2022-10-10 20:55:00 | 53.55 | 95% |
5110 | 2021-09-07 21:27:23 | 57.83 | 96% |