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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15567 | 2023-01-30 21:59:44 | 91.23 | 96% |
| 14804 | 2022-11-01 15:31:59 | 114.77 | 97% |
| 14376 | 2022-08-27 10:12:08 | 82.77 | 96% |
| 9596 | 2021-10-21 17:13:18 | 83.60 | 96% |
| 3015 | 2021-03-16 15:38:06 | 84.56 | 95% |