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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2278 | 2021-11-16 16:38:26 | 80.44 | 98% |
| 1289 | 2021-08-17 06:43:26 | 68.99 | 95% |
| 620 | 2021-08-07 01:26:53 | 68.04 | 96% |