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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6238 | 2022-04-22 21:01:59 | 86.43 | 98% |
| 5773 | 2022-03-14 13:24:07 | 97.87 | 98% |
| 5071 | 2021-04-08 21:46:40 | 84.92 | 97% |