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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9992 | 2025-07-15 07:51:24 | 83.49 | 99% |
| 4864 | 2022-03-11 03:08:42 | 75.54 | 98% |
| 4669 | 2022-01-15 03:20:18 | 69.84 | 97% |
| 2686 | 2021-10-01 14:04:56 | 79.72 | 98% |
| 2047 | 2021-09-11 16:53:10 | 65.54 | 97% |
| 1513 | 2021-08-10 05:20:43 | 70.02 | 98% |