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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9405 | 2024-04-26 06:15:06 | 114.17 | 97.3% |
| 5429 | 2023-06-06 08:11:06 | 89.20 | 96% |
| 4116 | 2022-09-26 01:56:29 | 96.96 | 98% |
| 2446 | 2022-06-11 14:03:46 | 75.21 | 97% |