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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5988 | 2021-06-03 14:15:26 | 71.32 | 97% |
| 4952 | 2021-04-01 03:40:04 | 76.16 | 97% |
| 3892 | 2021-02-03 13:34:44 | 66.50 | 95.7% |
| 1428 | 2020-08-09 07:02:33 | 57.91 | 95% |