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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10587 | 2023-05-06 20:46:49 | 118.70 | 98% |
9695 | 2023-03-12 06:55:49 | 132.97 | 99% |
6612 | 2022-06-12 23:51:13 | 127.90 | 99% |
1871 | 2021-12-23 03:46:59 | 116.76 | 98% |
834 | 2020-10-15 23:49:30 | 109.89 | 98% |