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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 28906 | 2023-02-24 18:00:36 | 136.53 | 99% |
| 27126 | 2022-11-15 18:16:22 | 137.76 | 99% |
| 19187 | 2020-07-13 05:20:01 | 101.23 | 96% |
| 17598 | 2020-06-12 21:37:58 | 94.40 | 96% |
| 16003 | 2020-04-25 05:59:40 | 94.28 | 97% |
| 1199 | 2019-05-22 23:43:31 | 96.88 | 98% |
| 636 | 2019-02-06 03:54:05 | 89.57 | 96% |