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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1463 | 2023-02-24 13:13:01 | 78.91 | 98% |
| 1312 | 2023-01-27 11:30:31 | 79.50 | 97% |
| 557 | 2023-01-02 20:54:15 | 78.50 | 98% |