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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 97296 | 2019-05-15 16:36:30 | 127.29 | 98% |
| 93104 | 2019-04-04 01:40:10 | 111.40 | 98% |
| 87537 | 2019-02-22 07:04:02 | 157.55 | 99% |
| 86693 | 2019-02-19 00:58:59 | 164.86 | 100% |
| 83567 | 2019-02-01 03:14:25 | 100.79 | 99% |
| 77874 | 2018-10-05 20:56:12 | 126.86 | 99% |
| 76411 | 2018-09-25 16:52:32 | 129.81 | 98% |