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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6100 | 2021-07-17 07:28:47 | 76.93 | 97% |
5948 | 2021-07-09 07:05:33 | 73.45 | 97% |
3978 | 2021-03-20 07:29:11 | 77.24 | 99% |