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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8234 | 2023-02-09 23:08:15 | 91.03 | 97% |
| 3069 | 2021-06-28 15:30:11 | 71.21 | 96% |
| 2548 | 2021-05-02 12:20:23 | 64.25 | 94% |
| 2329 | 2021-04-23 22:45:01 | 76.01 | 95% |
| 2149 | 2021-04-13 10:57:40 | 64.76 | 95% |
| 1598 | 2021-04-04 12:04:11 | 61.99 | 95% |