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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8298 | 2024-04-25 15:02:39 | 81.04 | 96.2% |
3585 | 2022-02-12 07:09:17 | 75.27 | 97% |
2503 | 2021-10-18 06:57:39 | 67.86 | 97% |
36 | 2021-01-29 07:06:34 | 49.95 | 97% |
26 | 2021-01-27 15:48:36 | 53.99 | 98% |