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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10581 | 2023-11-03 19:23:07 | 78.37 | 97.7% |
| 8537 | 2022-11-05 12:05:07 | 71.36 | 97% |
| 4604 | 2021-08-01 23:42:50 | 67.90 | 99% |