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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8546 | 2023-05-14 13:42:32 | 95.27 | 98% |
| 6382 | 2022-02-08 07:55:41 | 81.41 | 97% |
| 5442 | 2021-12-22 08:18:14 | 75.60 | 94% |
| 4756 | 2021-11-13 03:38:17 | 62.09 | 94% |
| 1363 | 2021-02-26 15:10:04 | 55.44 | 95.2% |