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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5083 | 2021-01-04 07:28:28 | 70.59 | 95% |
4973 | 2021-01-03 08:10:15 | 78.02 | 96% |
4817 | 2020-12-31 05:13:37 | 68.91 | 95% |
1883 | 2020-10-20 10:22:19 | 70.18 | 95% |