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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6642 | 2021-02-06 04:11:22 | 140.80 | 98% |
| 3853 | 2020-11-28 07:28:19 | 131.94 | 98% |
| 3597 | 2020-11-25 10:24:31 | 133.29 | 99% |
| 2427 | 2020-11-12 08:02:32 | 128.64 | 98% |