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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6967 | 2021-03-29 20:07:40 | 74.15 | 95% |
6605 | 2021-03-04 06:20:54 | 77.86 | 95% |
2321 | 2020-10-11 00:10:55 | 66.50 | 96% |