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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6847 | 2022-02-11 06:59:42 | 80.85 | 98% |
5716 | 2020-10-14 17:28:23 | 77.54 | 97% |
3489 | 2020-04-18 18:43:42 | 76.79 | 96% |