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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 28014 | 2024-02-06 21:57:23 | 116.46 | 97.8% |
| 27314 | 2022-07-28 19:07:08 | 103.83 | 96% |
| 25663 | 2019-09-03 00:35:53 | 120.95 | 98% |
| 18760 | 2018-08-08 23:31:13 | 120.19 | 98% |