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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22285 | 2021-11-19 18:05:53 | 60.37 | 98% |
14578 | 2021-03-04 16:49:11 | 66.61 | 98% |
12503 | 2021-01-29 23:38:35 | 64.80 | 97.8% |