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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8146 | 2023-04-12 07:20:50 | 88.32 | 96% |
6525 | 2023-02-05 08:46:33 | 83.56 | 98% |
5831 | 2023-01-08 06:56:12 | 66.96 | 96% |
1776 | 2021-08-18 16:54:52 | 60.24 | 97% |
1013 | 2021-07-17 13:26:27 | 40.08 | 96% |
734 | 2021-07-14 10:47:35 | 73.17 | 98% |