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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2739 | 2021-06-09 00:12:26 | 100.85 | 98% |
2726 | 2021-06-08 07:35:30 | 102.43 | 98% |
2642 | 2021-03-17 05:46:28 | 105.05 | 99% |