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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3456 | 2023-04-24 07:07:13 | 84.69 | 97% |
| 3273 | 2022-03-30 03:25:20 | 79.34 | 96% |
| 1441 | 2021-09-17 07:13:34 | 59.34 | 95% |
| 61 | 2021-07-19 06:26:25 | 52.96 | 94% |