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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15561 | 2021-01-29 01:07:50 | 75.17 | 98.7% |
12685 | 2020-10-15 23:00:13 | 80.12 | 99% |
8609 | 2020-03-17 22:21:29 | 70.36 | 99% |