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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9924 | 2025-02-02 17:24:52 | 96.19 | 98.7% |
| 6424 | 2023-11-21 14:09:43 | 99.19 | 98.4% |
| 3182 | 2023-03-25 16:03:47 | 83.24 | 96% |