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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8003 | 2021-07-19 20:20:06 | 130.10 | 99% |
7794 | 2021-07-09 06:30:53 | 118.17 | 97% |
4581 | 2021-03-27 12:26:05 | 124.10 | 98% |
281 | 2020-04-11 21:52:27 | 126.65 | 99% |