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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5689 | 2021-03-22 00:55:37 | 120.80 | 97% |
| 5610 | 2021-03-21 00:20:31 | 123.04 | 98% |
| 4952 | 2021-02-25 01:49:27 | 122.18 | 98% |
| 3359 | 2020-12-13 21:21:41 | 128.70 | 98% |