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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11770 | 2022-09-18 09:08:27 | 124.26 | 99% |
9838 | 2020-05-18 21:43:12 | 99.08 | 97% |
2690 | 2019-06-07 02:34:45 | 91.42 | 98% |
2031 | 2019-05-17 10:40:58 | 110.19 | 99% |