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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 17926 | 2024-05-12 02:21:16 | 110.28 | 98% |
| 16697 | 2023-12-12 03:07:03 | 131.55 | 99% |
| 15235 | 2023-10-19 23:58:49 | 120.70 | 99% |
| 12544 | 2023-04-02 05:02:31 | 116.02 | 97% |
| 12396 | 2023-03-15 14:54:14 | 119.34 | 98% |
| 5644 | 2022-09-17 05:23:11 | 106.21 | 97% |
| 5442 | 2022-09-09 03:39:23 | 104.21 | 97% |