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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 17865 | 2024-03-24 18:08:43 | 97.77 | 96.8% |
| 16536 | 2021-08-17 01:07:17 | 116.37 | 99% |
| 14794 | 2019-01-05 17:33:44 | 122.92 | 98% |
| 13847 | 2018-10-20 17:22:38 | 105.89 | 97% |