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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310 | 2023-01-16 11:41:09 | 38.77 | 99% |
167 | 2022-12-10 10:53:28 | 30.42 | 97% |