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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4420 | 2021-10-26 00:00:27 | 60.98 | 96% |
| 2681 | 2021-05-29 01:34:04 | 70.34 | 99% |
| 156 | 2021-02-21 15:29:19 | 53.90 | 96% |