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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7428 | 2022-12-17 07:31:46 | 156.75 | 97% |
| 5540 | 2021-05-12 02:48:48 | 176.54 | 99% |
| 5206 | 2021-05-09 23:05:05 | 149.22 | 98% |