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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4397 | 2021-04-05 03:53:35 | 71.38 | 97% |
2112 | 2020-10-30 05:51:11 | 70.07 | 98% |
98 | 2020-09-15 04:11:20 | 63.57 | 97% |