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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14143 | 2020-10-22 23:40:16 | 92.99 | 96% |
13403 | 2020-10-01 14:47:21 | 104.44 | 98% |
8928 | 2019-12-20 06:43:07 | 101.95 | 98% |