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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3305 | 2023-01-08 02:02:53 | 57.53 | 98% |
1240 | 2021-05-09 21:03:03 | 48.03 | 97% |
727 | 2021-03-24 00:00:35 | 38.36 | 95% |