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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3193 | 2023-10-09 23:01:13 | 110.70 | 97.6% |
| 2919 | 2020-07-29 14:23:31 | 105.48 | 97% |
| 2009 | 2018-12-23 18:31:28 | 127.05 | 98% |