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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2033 | 2022-08-14 07:59:08 | 50.67 | 94% |
| 724 | 2020-08-23 08:55:14 | 79.45 | 95% |
| 291 | 2020-07-25 09:08:06 | 78.76 | 97% |