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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1598 | 2022-01-04 04:15:24 | 94.67 | 98% |
741 | 2021-05-03 07:11:34 | 88.04 | 98% |
326 | 2020-10-18 04:49:45 | 88.89 | 98% |