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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10450 | 2024-03-19 11:13:24 | 82.15 | 96.1% |
| 9616 | 2023-05-04 06:47:27 | 90.10 | 97% |
| 2688 | 2021-10-14 10:39:51 | 85.54 | 99% |