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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3944 | 2023-07-25 14:59:28 | 63.62 | 94% |
3109 | 2022-12-08 16:23:23 | 78.95 | 96% |