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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9637 | 2022-07-20 20:09:30 | 88.65 | 98% |
| 8947 | 2022-05-03 11:16:17 | 82.66 | 97% |
| 6596 | 2020-11-12 00:58:57 | 78.06 | 96% |
| 6555 | 2020-10-23 01:43:53 | 78.62 | 98% |
| 5716 | 2020-04-18 12:09:46 | 70.67 | 96% |