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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1529 | 2021-12-08 19:36:29 | 59.01 | 98% |
| 1525 | 2021-12-08 13:41:10 | 58.21 | 96% |
| 1069 | 2021-11-08 11:18:05 | 56.41 | 96% |