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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7207 | 2022-01-23 08:41:16 | 101.38 | 98% |
| 6791 | 2022-01-02 14:39:05 | 93.65 | 96% |
| 3619 | 2021-06-19 21:51:55 | 80.30 | 96% |