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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 32569 | 2019-12-21 11:01:53 | 149.92 | 98% |
| 23520 | 2019-05-12 11:49:37 | 154.12 | 99% |
| 23462 | 2019-05-11 14:32:38 | 142.03 | 98% |
| 15432 | 2019-03-02 13:41:49 | 156.68 | 99% |
| 12878 | 2019-02-01 14:36:06 | 148.61 | 99% |
| 9775 | 2019-01-06 15:41:30 | 149.43 | 100% |
| 8613 | 2018-12-29 16:56:45 | 149.14 | 99% |
| 8142 | 2018-12-23 01:54:20 | 142.30 | 98% |
| 3758 | 2018-10-21 13:18:51 | 142.24 | 99% |