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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2788 | 2023-02-19 13:12:15 | 50.95 | 97% |
| 1909 | 2021-09-11 03:33:32 | 44.05 | 97% |
| 707 | 2021-01-19 16:52:54 | 38.72 | 95% |