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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7432 | 2021-01-10 12:28:44 | 65.75 | 98% |
6015 | 2020-07-17 13:20:05 | 63.85 | 98% |
3894 | 2019-12-25 06:03:56 | 59.18 | 97% |
3556 | 2019-11-20 11:46:36 | 58.23 | 97% |