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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6192 | 2022-05-05 03:27:54 | 106.57 | 97% |
| 3750 | 2021-04-14 19:22:08 | 103.41 | 97% |
| 2087 | 2020-11-05 09:49:59 | 123.14 | 98% |
| 1916 | 2020-11-02 07:51:45 | 104.67 | 97% |
| 1377 | 2020-10-11 09:28:47 | 88.82 | 95% |