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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13060 | 2024-03-17 08:48:41 | 110.74 | 98.1% |
| 8783 | 2023-06-04 01:48:01 | 109.53 | 97% |
| 8743 | 2023-06-03 06:35:43 | 122.17 | 99% |
| 5929 | 2021-01-15 13:38:23 | 99.74 | 97% |
| 5605 | 2021-01-04 09:49:10 | 65.41 | 94% |
| 5485 | 2021-01-02 10:00:01 | 88.18 | 97% |
| 1699 | 2020-10-10 21:51:13 | 106.53 | 97% |
| 1308 | 2020-10-06 19:51:16 | 94.92 | 96% |