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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6387 | 2023-08-11 12:57:54 | 79.68 | 97% |
| 4572 | 2021-09-25 22:13:37 | 70.62 | 96% |
| 4553 | 2021-09-25 18:40:21 | 78.45 | 97% |
| 4325 | 2021-09-19 10:13:55 | 79.38 | 98% |
| 3856 | 2021-08-11 18:00:46 | 74.56 | 96% |