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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8842 | 2021-06-24 08:37:44 | 80.76 | 96% |
7992 | 2021-05-11 09:48:43 | 73.55 | 95% |
7432 | 2020-09-15 11:45:15 | 83.81 | 97% |