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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5923 | 2023-07-09 08:23:10 | 97.53 | 98% |
| 4862 | 2021-10-13 02:39:42 | 106.12 | 99% |
| 1924 | 2018-11-30 11:18:09 | 107.20 | 97% |