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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4761 | 2023-04-16 08:50:33 | 81.43 | 96% |
| 4382 | 2023-02-15 05:12:52 | 69.76 | 95% |
| 1675 | 2021-04-11 05:35:39 | 62.74 | 94% |