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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10855 | 2023-03-17 13:06:57 | 87.75 | 95% |
| 4063 | 2022-08-24 04:23:26 | 95.28 | 98% |
| 2685 | 2021-12-16 03:50:59 | 88.34 | 97% |
| 1005 | 2021-03-13 02:26:14 | 76.89 | 96% |
| 809 | 2021-02-14 07:29:19 | 72.72 | 95% |