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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19398 | 2020-06-24 02:42:03 | 182.14 | 99% |
18664 | 2019-12-21 21:45:29 | 148.20 | 97% |
15945 | 2019-05-22 02:18:39 | 160.18 | 98% |
15327 | 2019-03-28 00:37:37 | 158.94 | 98% |
7601 | 2018-12-09 18:36:21 | 166.01 | 98% |
1121 | 2018-09-07 03:39:29 | 151.06 | 98% |