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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8079 | 2023-05-07 12:48:52 | 64.65 | 96% |
| 6663 | 2023-02-25 10:52:58 | 63.15 | 96% |
| 6394 | 2023-02-08 17:55:43 | 56.53 | 96% |
| 3634 | 2022-11-21 17:29:59 | 54.78 | 96% |
| 2927 | 2022-10-15 18:47:38 | 57.83 | 97% |
| 1961 | 2022-09-15 18:27:07 | 57.51 | 96% |