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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10347 | 2021-09-18 06:20:46 | 109.06 | 96% |
| 10131 | 2021-09-12 01:48:14 | 120.96 | 98% |
| 8917 | 2020-10-30 02:17:15 | 131.07 | 99% |