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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1613 | 2021-09-05 21:10:06 | 75.58 | 98% |
1551 | 2021-08-26 07:00:56 | 75.91 | 97% |
695 | 2021-08-03 23:30:31 | 81.06 | 98% |