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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6920 | 2024-06-19 22:23:38 | 116.66 | 97.6% |
| 6726 | 2024-06-10 21:27:01 | 113.21 | 96.9% |
| 6373 | 2024-05-24 14:46:49 | 102.09 | 95.7% |
| 3421 | 2021-03-04 18:09:38 | 117.90 | 98% |