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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 68998 | 2023-02-10 21:24:49 | 142.56 | 99% |
| 51929 | 2019-11-19 00:51:45 | 139.67 | 99% |
| 51177 | 2019-11-08 10:15:02 | 141.59 | 98% |
| 50106 | 2019-09-08 22:32:32 | 109.77 | 98% |