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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8944 | 2021-07-19 20:20:04 | 145.27 | 99% |
| 8686 | 2021-07-16 13:30:48 | 154.12 | 100% |
| 8642 | 2021-07-15 15:42:32 | 145.06 | 100% |
| 7325 | 2021-06-02 14:55:56 | 142.83 | 100% |
| 4017 | 2021-04-05 11:32:07 | 134.43 | 99% |
| 3070 | 2021-03-29 02:17:13 | 128.19 | 99% |
| 2733 | 2021-03-28 04:06:59 | 125.36 | 99% |
| 2680 | 2021-03-28 02:46:27 | 121.54 | 98% |
| 1544 | 2021-03-20 12:19:52 | 106.28 | 97% |