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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3998 | 2022-03-31 14:47:54 | 98.75 | 96% |
2355 | 2021-12-02 16:59:04 | 73.24 | 95% |
1088 | 2021-10-02 06:39:29 | 64.00 | 95% |