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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13027 | 2023-09-21 04:32:44 | 73.28 | 97.8% |
| 6153 | 2022-01-25 10:53:58 | 67.59 | 98% |
| 1930 | 2021-10-25 12:59:50 | 59.13 | 97% |
| 1172 | 2021-10-07 01:51:43 | 49.44 | 96% |
| 434 | 2021-09-25 09:53:28 | 56.66 | 97% |
| 351 | 2021-09-18 14:18:21 | 46.85 | 97% |