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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4362 | 2022-12-14 09:03:20 | 118.86 | 99% |
2577 | 2022-03-25 08:18:07 | 124.96 | 99% |
1906 | 2022-02-15 07:25:50 | 121.12 | 99% |