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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7515 | 2023-08-27 05:31:32 | 98.54 | 98% |
| 6438 | 2022-04-10 05:53:52 | 97.96 | 99% |
| 2448 | 2020-12-24 13:26:46 | 74.22 | 98% |
| 353 | 2020-04-21 14:23:18 | 57.59 | 94% |