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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7099 | 2022-11-06 02:39:03 | 94.82 | 98% |
| 5901 | 2022-03-30 05:53:10 | 92.61 | 98% |
| 4517 | 2021-08-15 06:21:18 | 84.91 | 96% |
| 1963 | 2021-02-23 15:25:53 | 72.58 | 95.5% |
| 1040 | 2021-01-02 13:26:48 | 68.77 | 95% |
| 523 | 2020-12-28 11:54:36 | 71.28 | 96% |