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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2980 | 2021-12-31 21:34:05 | 71.04 | 97% |
| 2063 | 2021-12-24 18:33:24 | 85.46 | 99% |
| 1322 | 2021-08-01 09:03:15 | 60.74 | 96% |