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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 29489 | 2019-05-17 14:56:16 | 144.80 | 97% |
| 28852 | 2019-04-29 14:29:01 | 160.84 | 98% |
| 28244 | 2019-04-10 14:04:02 | 142.48 | 97% |
| 27425 | 2019-01-10 19:26:37 | 153.40 | 97% |
| 27123 | 2018-12-21 14:01:32 | 156.33 | 99% |
| 26849 | 2018-12-07 17:29:57 | 121.33 | 97% |
| 23366 | 2018-09-18 03:08:50 | 138.84 | 98% |
| 23137 | 2018-09-15 17:07:43 | 123.06 | 95% |
| 23003 | 2018-09-12 17:52:28 | 133.25 | 97% |