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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 20894 | 2023-06-30 13:53:44 | 109.86 | 98% |
| 20239 | 2021-03-22 13:32:43 | 120.02 | 98% |
| 19747 | 2020-11-12 13:12:17 | 110.86 | 97% |
| 19444 | 2020-06-03 14:38:42 | 114.24 | 97% |
| 17967 | 2018-10-27 11:32:59 | 108.74 | 98% |