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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18933 | 2022-02-09 08:41:59 | 117.58 | 99% |
| 17992 | 2022-01-12 15:59:58 | 109.00 | 99% |
| 16915 | 2021-11-28 20:27:07 | 111.88 | 99% |
| 7811 | 2021-06-25 14:33:18 | 113.57 | 100% |
| 7132 | 2021-06-12 02:29:47 | 105.50 | 98% |
| 1901 | 2021-04-03 06:18:02 | 97.78 | 98% |
| 1674 | 2021-03-31 04:09:54 | 110.99 | 99% |