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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12111 | 2023-02-13 14:58:20 | 136.91 | 100% |
| 11720 | 2022-05-27 11:04:24 | 122.29 | 98% |
| 1278 | 2019-11-28 10:35:34 | 77.71 | 97% |
| 694 | 2019-10-08 12:37:51 | 76.69 | 96% |
| 305 | 2019-09-29 07:51:30 | 72.78 | 97% |