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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 92523 | 2023-08-18 03:16:02 | 126.47 | 98% |
| 92442 | 2023-08-13 14:35:58 | 121.89 | 98% |
| 81199 | 2019-09-19 03:56:42 | 114.09 | 97% |