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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5413 | 2022-01-16 03:15:25 | 79.59 | 98% |
| 3145 | 2021-08-20 13:32:43 | 66.49 | 97% |
| 2037 | 2021-07-23 12:23:09 | 64.28 | 98% |