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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2091 | 2021-10-02 01:54:47 | 59.28 | 96% |
| 1671 | 2021-07-20 05:55:15 | 56.97 | 96% |
| 1636 | 2021-07-18 05:21:49 | 59.76 | 97% |