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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1254 | 2022-03-29 13:36:20 | 95.30 | 98% |
| 1186 | 2022-03-16 15:25:13 | 87.03 | 96% |
| 711 | 2021-11-11 15:09:46 | 73.59 | 96% |