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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 31008 | 2021-11-29 20:40:07 | 124.23 | 99% |
| 30311 | 2021-09-08 11:02:31 | 135.46 | 100% |
| 29982 | 2021-08-24 06:29:06 | 111.26 | 99% |
| 18636 | 2020-03-05 20:34:50 | 128.81 | 99% |
| 16029 | 2019-09-22 20:53:31 | 116.50 | 99% |
| 13226 | 2019-06-02 13:24:29 | 107.55 | 98% |
| 8052 | 2018-11-02 17:07:16 | 110.07 | 98% |