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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19031 | 2023-04-19 06:59:49 | 113.85 | 97% |
| 8154 | 2020-03-21 03:43:27 | 98.23 | 97% |
| 8080 | 2020-03-21 02:24:04 | 89.27 | 95% |
| 4299 | 2019-11-14 03:29:55 | 86.28 | 96% |
| 4227 | 2019-11-13 10:40:51 | 83.12 | 97% |
| 2091 | 2019-08-04 08:36:21 | 87.50 | 97% |