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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3645 | 2023-12-21 18:11:10 | 103.80 | 97.2% |
| 1451 | 2021-01-12 15:09:02 | 77.11 | 95% |
| 992 | 2020-12-20 16:10:53 | 82.52 | 98% |