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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1048 | 2021-11-05 15:21:11 | 89.11 | 99% |
| 1043 | 2021-11-05 03:49:38 | 82.97 | 98% |
| 734 | 2021-09-10 19:45:59 | 84.09 | 98% |