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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10594 | 2022-02-17 07:40:10 | 131.57 | 99% |
6878 | 2020-04-26 10:22:06 | 113.14 | 98% |
1891 | 2020-01-07 06:56:19 | 107.59 | 99% |
925 | 2019-09-13 05:47:54 | 37.34 | 96% |