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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46432 | 2024-02-21 04:54:53 | 134.49 | 98.5% |
45136 | 2023-11-23 02:08:40 | 115.77 | 97.9% |
44150 | 2022-12-22 05:05:55 | 148.84 | 100% |
41999 | 2022-06-02 01:03:45 | 140.95 | 98% |