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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3874 | 2023-01-11 22:27:28 | 86.57 | 98% |
1872 | 2022-08-21 03:35:43 | 76.00 | 97% |