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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7787 | 2022-01-17 20:24:41 | 74.55 | 97% |
| 7355 | 2021-09-29 19:17:30 | 111.57 | 99% |
| 6759 | 2021-05-11 21:52:12 | 93.70 | 98% |
| 5676 | 2021-02-07 20:00:06 | 95.24 | 97.8% |