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 |
---|---|---|---|
9709 | 2022-09-12 22:45:57 | 83.91 | 95% |
5619 | 2021-03-20 12:19:57 | 92.25 | 96% |
4316 | 2021-02-18 18:33:25 | 84.70 | 96% |
3645 | 2021-01-28 13:58:21 | 82.36 | 95.9% |
2504 | 2020-12-20 16:28:29 | 77.03 | 97% |