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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4465 | 2021-12-22 17:16:12 | 89.78 | 98% |
2624 | 2021-09-10 21:53:04 | 89.97 | 98% |
1513 | 2021-05-19 03:30:32 | 80.62 | 99% |
481 | 2020-12-19 15:52:57 | 68.77 | 98% |