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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6476 | 2024-09-08 08:10:05 | 71.66 | 96.4% |
| 4684 | 2023-02-20 07:15:16 | 72.85 | 96% |
| 3857 | 2022-07-29 15:59:17 | 74.36 | 95% |
| 2256 | 2021-11-29 19:47:45 | 76.73 | 95% |