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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2007 | 2021-08-02 12:44:42 | 78.67 | 97% |
1054 | 2021-07-09 15:38:11 | 67.56 | 96% |
988 | 2021-07-05 19:18:41 | 68.84 | 96% |