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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7218 | 2023-01-21 11:07:48 | 75.83 | 97% |
5741 | 2021-11-01 21:40:34 | 83.49 | 97% |