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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3119 | 2022-12-04 13:36:39 | 99.92 | 98% |
| 2816 | 2022-07-31 11:10:47 | 99.00 | 98% |
| 1927 | 2021-08-14 11:38:01 | 85.75 | 98% |