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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3043 | 2024-04-24 21:05:02 | 98.94 | 95.2% |
260 | 2021-01-09 08:30:30 | 77.31 | 95% |