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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6655 | 2022-10-15 21:48:16 | 104.75 | 97% |
| 4799 | 2021-02-14 00:26:47 | 87.69 | 95.8% |
| 3869 | 2020-09-29 02:36:02 | 98.51 | 96% |
| 3868 | 2020-09-29 02:35:06 | 99.52 | 95% |