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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9025 | 2021-03-01 23:26:13 | 77.05 | 95% |
| 6895 | 2020-12-22 21:32:58 | 89.87 | 98% |
| 456 | 2020-06-21 14:00:26 | 53.36 | 96% |