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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16906 | 2024-01-09 14:12:35 | 63.63 | 97.3% |
13672 | 2023-10-11 10:06:10 | 66.53 | 96.8% |
7383 | 2023-05-19 14:50:39 | 61.28 | 96% |
6142 | 2023-05-12 00:54:55 | 65.21 | 97% |