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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2937 | 2021-07-29 07:42:22 | 170.55 | 98% |
| 2562 | 2021-07-20 02:18:20 | 171.21 | 99% |
| 2539 | 2021-07-20 02:03:04 | 197.39 | 99% |
| 1102 | 2021-06-26 08:46:45 | 184.30 | 99% |