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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2989 | 2023-05-19 17:18:01 | 204.56 | 100% |
2593 | 2023-03-03 10:34:58 | 196.23 | 99% |
1472 | 2021-05-26 09:14:28 | 201.66 | 99% |
75 | 2021-03-22 13:32:31 | 204.45 | 100% |