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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2783 | 2021-08-27 16:23:58 | 78.86 | 99% |
2389 | 2021-06-05 15:08:46 | 73.46 | 99% |
1732 | 2021-02-24 13:36:49 | 70.78 | 99.7% |