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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2810 | 2021-02-19 02:03:51 | 98.95 | 98.1% |
| 1594 | 2021-01-15 21:04:01 | 85.86 | 96% |
| 1162 | 2020-12-29 07:44:26 | 91.31 | 98% |