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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10435 | 2023-02-08 06:50:45 | 119.24 | 98% |
| 8940 | 2023-01-03 03:56:47 | 123.16 | 99% |
| 6887 | 2022-11-28 02:12:18 | 109.24 | 97% |
| 6862 | 2022-11-27 07:18:48 | 121.99 | 97% |
| 6092 | 2022-09-24 07:34:29 | 108.85 | 99% |