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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6928 | 2025-04-17 19:49:02 | 110.32 | 98% |
| 5908 | 2024-09-16 14:50:17 | 118.08 | 98.7% |
| 3940 | 2024-07-31 16:02:09 | 108.84 | 98.1% |
| 3057 | 2023-10-31 08:08:35 | 116.37 | 98.4% |
| 2995 | 2023-10-23 09:07:18 | 99.47 | 96.8% |
| 1330 | 2023-06-07 20:02:31 | 97.25 | 96.9% |
| 1226 | 2023-06-03 23:46:08 | 94.31 | 97.8% |