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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4923 | 2021-01-13 17:31:12 | 103.14 | 98% |
| 2330 | 2020-08-31 00:04:06 | 90.51 | 99% |
| 895 | 2020-03-27 08:19:39 | 79.96 | 99% |