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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3849 | 2023-11-12 06:16:53 | 99.26 | 98.4% |
| 2161 | 2021-04-19 02:24:36 | 75.14 | 95% |
| 2094 | 2021-03-02 00:51:41 | 95.63 | 98.1% |