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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1866 | 2021-11-10 14:59:12 | 90.72 | 96% |
| 1737 | 2021-09-20 00:21:23 | 98.10 | 96% |
| 953 | 2021-08-17 04:14:14 | 89.80 | 98% |
| 458 | 2019-12-18 19:35:15 | 92.34 | 96% |