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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11341 | 2021-09-07 16:33:38 | 83.04 | 98% |
| 11234 | 2021-08-30 16:12:15 | 94.38 | 98% |
| 9755 | 2021-04-30 16:21:26 | 80.61 | 96% |
| 7243 | 2021-01-02 09:51:53 | 90.35 | 98% |
| 4187 | 2020-09-07 07:51:49 | 70.45 | 96% |