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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3111 | 2021-03-21 06:56:08 | 67.51 | 97% |
| 2241 | 2021-02-18 10:41:14 | 53.45 | 97.2% |
| 1645 | 2021-02-08 05:23:11 | 53.34 | 96.6% |