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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6945 | 2024-03-19 11:13:21 | 88.56 | 97.6% |
| 4818 | 2023-04-23 04:25:53 | 88.78 | 96% |
| 3899 | 2023-04-04 09:13:14 | 79.49 | 96% |
| 3491 | 2023-03-28 10:16:40 | 80.47 | 97% |
| 652 | 2023-01-14 11:34:50 | 75.81 | 98% |
| 342 | 2023-01-02 16:14:12 | 68.59 | 97% |