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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14545 | 2024-12-22 12:22:04 | 118.84 | 98.4% |
| 12074 | 2023-10-25 18:11:42 | 126.37 | 98.1% |
| 5312 | 2023-02-24 19:10:22 | 117.06 | 98% |
| 2483 | 2022-05-30 19:00:29 | 104.64 | 98% |
| 1778 | 2022-05-06 21:25:07 | 101.67 | 97% |
| 1208 | 2022-04-26 22:39:18 | 105.93 | 97% |