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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2404 | 2021-06-16 18:36:40 | 93.54 | 98% |
| 1715 | 2021-02-02 17:39:28 | 97.32 | 98.7% |
| 1305 | 2021-01-19 17:53:23 | 89.36 | 98% |
| 880 | 2020-11-29 18:56:51 | 91.23 | 97% |