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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 20070 | 2024-03-18 08:33:15 | 158.72 | 98.8% |
| 19554 | 2023-12-16 12:08:01 | 162.38 | 99% |
| 19174 | 2023-12-02 07:00:13 | 161.85 | 98.4% |
| 18972 | 2023-11-23 02:08:31 | 160.54 | 98.5% |
| 17763 | 2023-09-17 14:24:19 | 165.36 | 97.8% |
| 16508 | 2023-04-10 11:19:52 | 150.28 | 97% |
| 10356 | 2021-11-22 13:08:09 | 125.58 | 97% |
| 6555 | 2021-05-28 09:25:13 | 120.41 | 97% |
| 6172 | 2021-05-23 08:37:15 | 117.86 | 98% |
| 3471 | 2021-03-12 00:22:50 | 126.34 | 98% |