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 |
---|---|---|---|
6570 | 2022-10-09 10:09:10 | 76.32 | 96% |
4557 | 2021-08-31 08:13:59 | 80.09 | 97% |
746 | 2020-08-23 05:47:36 | 46.07 | 92% |