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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8432 | 2024-08-05 16:34:03 | 85.19 | 97.7% |
| 7521 | 2022-12-08 01:16:20 | 72.15 | 97% |
| 6918 | 2022-07-01 03:03:10 | 94.67 | 99% |
| 5392 | 2022-05-25 11:11:50 | 98.16 | 99% |
| 3289 | 2021-12-21 02:26:48 | 75.86 | 96% |