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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5625 | 2022-11-25 06:13:37 | 92.54 | 97% |
| 3361 | 2022-02-01 05:03:23 | 91.96 | 97% |
| 3165 | 2022-01-22 04:45:28 | 82.33 | 96% |
| 2784 | 2021-12-30 07:05:13 | 94.52 | 96% |