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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6656 | 2022-01-24 14:53:29 | 77.44 | 95% |
3491 | 2021-02-08 20:57:02 | 82.79 | 96.8% |
1669 | 2020-11-24 02:28:24 | 64.64 | 94% |