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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4209 | 2022-03-16 14:50:00 | 102.16 | 98% |
3275 | 2021-09-13 01:41:05 | 81.02 | 97% |