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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9735 | 2021-11-01 08:02:31 | 83.42 | 97% |
6972 | 2021-09-13 14:01:39 | 73.74 | 96% |
873 | 2021-05-14 10:31:00 | 68.06 | 98% |
540 | 2021-05-06 03:31:46 | 66.92 | 97% |