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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2473 | 2021-01-22 09:50:30 | 207.49 | 100% |
1080 | 2020-12-26 09:36:14 | 190.10 | 99% |
856 | 2020-12-24 07:34:38 | 192.72 | 98% |
453 | 2020-12-18 07:22:51 | 180.90 | 98% |