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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6845 | 2023-08-02 18:50:42 | 85.36 | 95.8% |
| 3711 | 2022-11-08 15:55:51 | 85.61 | 95% |
| 139 | 2021-09-02 04:02:07 | 58.71 | 95% |