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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3661 | 2023-08-31 00:25:21 | 90.24 | 98% |
| 3098 | 2023-07-19 03:07:08 | 102.75 | 99% |
| 2781 | 2023-01-17 03:40:30 | 88.37 | 99% |
| 515 | 2021-11-13 04:15:05 | 78.46 | 98% |