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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7056 | 2021-06-10 00:33:28 | 77.99 | 96% |
| 5996 | 2021-03-29 15:45:51 | 66.28 | 96% |
| 4001 | 2021-01-22 18:46:36 | 67.42 | 97% |
| 2374 | 2021-01-12 02:39:47 | 71.28 | 97% |
| 35 | 2020-12-21 20:18:41 | 64.47 | 95% |