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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4217 | 2021-07-28 07:20:36 | 90.34 | 97% |
| 3479 | 2021-01-01 11:18:39 | 87.61 | 96% |
| 876 | 2020-05-09 13:15:19 | 90.40 | 97% |
| 821 | 2020-05-06 17:21:40 | 75.02 | 95% |