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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13406 | 2023-07-07 06:25:43 | 107.29 | 98% |
6640 | 2021-01-15 13:38:25 | 93.71 | 98% |
6320 | 2021-01-09 15:27:06 | 104.07 | 98% |