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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2514 | 2021-07-17 13:12:37 | 84.60 | 94% |
| 707 | 2021-03-18 14:48:04 | 69.95 | 93% |
| 409 | 2021-02-28 11:59:49 | 72.72 | 94.6% |