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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3078 | 2022-12-17 05:48:38 | 99.33 | 97% |
| 3065 | 2022-11-21 16:47:48 | 112.54 | 99% |
| 866 | 2018-10-23 02:20:05 | 90.13 | 98% |