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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440 | 2021-02-16 14:44:41 | 85.83 | 97.8% |
414 | 2021-02-08 13:54:30 | 88.52 | 99% |