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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4231 | 2023-10-26 11:57:47 | 114.28 | 97.1% |
| 2774 | 2023-10-17 15:58:32 | 104.97 | 97.1% |
| 720 | 2023-09-29 16:25:17 | 123.81 | 97.7% |