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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3368 | 2022-03-21 18:50:19 | 65.90 | 95% |
| 1143 | 2021-07-13 07:19:26 | 69.68 | 96% |
| 842 | 2021-07-02 14:31:04 | 66.58 | 97% |