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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19589 | 2021-12-23 19:25:01 | 106.29 | 100% |
19184 | 2021-12-02 04:51:36 | 100.34 | 99% |