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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 413 | 2021-01-22 22:07:13 | 107.79 | 95% |
| 393 | 2021-01-18 19:29:37 | 96.25 | 95% |
| 78 | 2020-12-26 17:21:22 | 105.97 | 96% |