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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13763 | 2023-07-12 14:26:39 | 108.20 | 97% |
| 12283 | 2022-06-24 15:53:30 | 118.26 | 99% |
| 11402 | 2021-01-19 07:30:16 | 97.31 | 97% |
| 8849 | 2018-11-28 12:48:51 | 105.71 | 95% |