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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3372 | 2022-12-21 22:23:07 | 91.57 | 97% |
| 2886 | 2022-10-20 14:40:03 | 93.44 | 97% |
| 1665 | 2021-03-28 18:14:35 | 69.16 | 95% |