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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12972 | 2022-10-08 04:53:09 | 161.84 | 97% |
| 9649 | 2022-02-21 06:14:54 | 152.76 | 98% |
| 9511 | 2022-02-19 07:22:49 | 164.05 | 99% |
| 8833 | 2022-02-12 04:13:02 | 155.76 | 99% |
| 7152 | 2022-01-21 08:49:30 | 147.40 | 98% |