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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940 | 2021-10-29 22:14:12 | 174.23 | 98% |
230 | 2021-08-25 23:13:47 | 166.42 | 98% |