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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8694 | 2024-03-14 17:49:51 | 113.30 | 98% |
3634 | 2023-01-03 04:03:46 | 101.65 | 97% |
3136 | 2022-12-14 02:10:03 | 93.35 | 98% |