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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6242 | 2024-07-23 06:51:39 | 112.25 | 99% |
5147 | 2024-06-09 17:13:09 | 97.85 | 97% |
2702 | 2022-05-11 14:03:43 | 81.42 | 95% |
498 | 2021-08-15 15:58:14 | 75.09 | 96% |