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 |
---|---|---|---|
9891 | 2023-09-29 03:42:01 | 145.51 | 98.8% |
9685 | 2023-09-11 11:11:54 | 138.82 | 98% |
7553 | 2021-11-29 08:39:21 | 144.32 | 98% |
7435 | 2021-11-12 10:02:11 | 141.14 | 98% |
3795 | 2020-06-05 04:33:51 | 128.72 | 99% |
1887 | 2018-10-03 06:51:08 | 121.69 | 96% |