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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2277 | 2022-05-03 02:49:00 | 127.14 | 99% |
| 1820 | 2021-10-19 16:30:27 | 101.70 | 97% |
| 1513 | 2021-07-22 23:04:36 | 117.21 | 99% |