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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6797 | 2022-12-23 19:34:26 | 101.90 | 98% |
| 4226 | 2020-02-23 13:33:22 | 82.11 | 96% |
| 4041 | 2020-02-14 02:38:16 | 83.45 | 96% |