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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9569 | 2020-12-30 22:04:24 | 79.58 | 97% |
7407 | 2020-12-01 03:31:48 | 72.84 | 98% |
6038 | 2020-11-15 17:17:29 | 68.80 | 97% |
4608 | 2020-10-31 20:49:36 | 67.34 | 96% |