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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13306 | 2023-05-06 15:42:48 | 67.32 | 96% |
| 6913 | 2023-01-13 02:07:40 | 65.39 | 95% |
| 6016 | 2022-12-22 19:41:28 | 67.16 | 97% |
| 5807 | 2022-12-20 23:42:55 | 64.96 | 95% |
| 2971 | 2022-11-21 05:03:33 | 67.57 | 98% |
| 656 | 2022-10-26 22:09:46 | 58.93 | 97% |