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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8044 | 2021-12-09 19:29:50 | 122.53 | 97% |
| 7425 | 2021-10-06 01:50:18 | 151.34 | 99% |
| 3979 | 2019-11-13 17:46:23 | 133.81 | 97% |