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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1842 | 2021-05-08 18:41:02 | 88.72 | 96% |
| 1738 | 2021-05-07 02:38:56 | 94.26 | 96% |
| 1378 | 2021-04-30 17:54:41 | 110.06 | 98% |