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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2861 | 2023-09-19 17:49:23 | 101.74 | 97% |
1203 | 2023-07-24 22:44:00 | 83.04 | 95% |