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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5916 | 2021-07-28 08:56:03 | 158.69 | 98% |
968 | 2018-12-24 16:02:19 | 120.00 | 97% |