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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15085 | 2023-11-27 15:18:53 | 125.77 | 98.1% |
| 12051 | 2023-03-19 14:04:30 | 113.97 | 99% |
| 9617 | 2022-12-29 13:38:14 | 107.08 | 98% |
| 6148 | 2022-06-28 12:51:30 | 117.39 | 100% |
| 4101 | 2022-05-18 17:42:08 | 113.87 | 99% |
| 3330 | 2022-05-09 20:08:38 | 125.54 | 99% |