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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24231 | 2023-12-22 07:23:04 | 129.11 | 95.9% |
24132 | 2023-11-12 15:55:54 | 170.94 | 98.5% |
13843 | 2018-09-13 20:59:55 | 132.90 | 96% |
13470 | 2018-08-22 17:23:13 | 158.84 | 98% |