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 |
---|---|---|---|
52032 | 2023-03-04 02:25:59 | 145.19 | 98% |
46142 | 2022-01-29 09:29:33 | 155.77 | 99% |
45815 | 2022-01-16 10:33:26 | 177.38 | 100% |
45348 | 2022-01-12 00:06:10 | 143.75 | 98% |
43613 | 2021-06-11 08:50:58 | 157.70 | 99% |
42066 | 2020-05-11 08:50:42 | 168.01 | 99% |