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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1675 | 2021-04-26 04:01:58 | 73.23 | 96% |
343 | 2021-03-30 04:27:18 | 70.31 | 95% |
13 | 2021-03-19 04:39:05 | 68.02 | 97% |