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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16212 | 2025-08-05 05:04:09 | 78.79 | 96% |
| 12139 | 2021-08-18 08:16:55 | 96.68 | 99% |
| 12125 | 2021-08-18 08:04:48 | 82.75 | 98% |
| 10677 | 2021-06-03 04:59:28 | 84.03 | 97% |
| 10232 | 2021-05-12 05:05:18 | 92.30 | 99% |