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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19172 | 2024-02-23 05:20:01 | 88.78 | 98% |
| 13033 | 2021-01-04 11:16:19 | 108.85 | 99% |
| 10407 | 2019-10-10 07:01:06 | 86.29 | 98% |
| 6155 | 2019-03-12 19:00:13 | 88.45 | 98% |
| 5129 | 2018-12-24 13:53:25 | 76.58 | 97% |
| 4625 | 2018-12-05 20:04:05 | 79.06 | 98% |
| 1318 | 2018-09-04 17:03:05 | 63.93 | 97% |