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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209 | 2021-01-05 06:10:34 | 69.63 | 98% |
117 | 2020-12-26 13:31:24 | 62.65 | 97% |