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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4968 | 2022-12-22 09:24:22 | 70.44 | 96% |
2485 | 2021-01-11 17:39:41 | 69.20 | 98% |
1177 | 2020-11-08 15:48:33 | 59.30 | 96% |