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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1117 | 2022-02-02 06:47:13 | 52.62 | 95% |
| 900 | 2022-01-13 10:04:17 | 57.18 | 97% |
| 529 | 2021-12-27 10:13:57 | 53.82 | 95% |