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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2048 | 2021-03-22 09:20:32 | 84.60 | 98% |
932 | 2021-01-08 13:07:36 | 67.36 | 96% |
166 | 2020-12-23 06:49:11 | 46.36 | 96% |