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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9429 | 2021-06-06 04:09:28 | 112.47 | 98% |
| 8310 | 2020-12-26 19:33:36 | 112.72 | 98% |
| 7249 | 2020-10-21 15:32:18 | 110.00 | 98% |
| 7009 | 2020-10-04 00:03:43 | 118.13 | 98% |
| 5974 | 2020-09-01 00:48:20 | 119.47 | 99% |
| 5838 | 2020-08-30 22:14:41 | 114.19 | 98% |