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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2274 | 2023-09-04 01:20:19 | 53.45 | 94% |
1205 | 2023-05-14 01:34:24 | 49.57 | 95% |
571 | 2023-03-18 13:52:47 | 49.37 | 92% |