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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1945 | 2022-04-24 03:23:02 | 125.70 | 98% |
| 1107 | 2021-04-12 02:14:21 | 118.63 | 97% |
| 957 | 2021-03-24 02:03:55 | 125.93 | 99% |