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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5097 | 2021-06-25 19:28:16 | 111.21 | 97% |
| 3184 | 2018-12-29 01:15:10 | 117.00 | 98% |
| 2783 | 2018-10-18 02:43:20 | 101.50 | 98% |
| 2737 | 2018-10-09 22:43:52 | 113.00 | 98% |
| 2638 | 2018-09-26 15:37:17 | 110.12 | 97% |
| 2101 | 2018-08-31 17:10:51 | 114.95 | 97% |
| 1886 | 2018-08-18 05:50:49 | 116.97 | 99% |