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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1269 | 2023-02-13 21:05:10 | 60.48 | 96% |
| 1141 | 2023-02-07 20:12:33 | 77.30 | 99% |
| 826 | 2023-01-27 16:29:29 | 64.39 | 96% |