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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6552 | 2021-07-24 20:57:06 | 105.70 | 98% |
| 6495 | 2021-07-24 18:46:01 | 95.93 | 98% |
| 5941 | 2021-05-16 16:31:01 | 90.49 | 99% |
| 5926 | 2021-05-16 10:05:34 | 90.37 | 97% |
| 374 | 2019-08-02 07:23:20 | 61.18 | 98% |