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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4957 | 2023-10-08 16:36:47 | 78.90 | 97% |
| 4687 | 2023-09-29 13:04:21 | 85.42 | 97.5% |
| 699 | 2023-03-02 16:23:38 | 70.21 | 97% |