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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8393 | 2025-03-01 12:46:22 | 84.47 | 95.6% |
| 7263 | 2021-06-22 13:29:28 | 79.16 | 94% |
| 5281 | 2020-12-15 18:02:09 | 86.23 | 96% |