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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2567 | 2021-02-20 11:01:45 | 87.08 | 97.5% |
2061 | 2021-01-14 13:36:50 | 81.38 | 98% |