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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 28730 | 2022-01-24 07:41:32 | 111.69 | 98% |
| 25524 | 2020-06-01 23:12:52 | 105.53 | 98% |
| 25393 | 2020-05-30 11:20:20 | 134.45 | 99% |
| 20839 | 2019-04-14 18:17:29 | 102.22 | 98% |