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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18789 | 2020-06-01 15:21:49 | 169.10 | 99% |
| 16073 | 2020-04-26 06:19:38 | 142.93 | 99% |
| 13779 | 2020-03-30 02:31:43 | 152.36 | 100% |
| 5850 | 2020-01-14 02:15:51 | 148.63 | 99% |
| 3953 | 2019-12-18 05:14:32 | 142.82 | 99% |
| 1678 | 2019-08-23 14:31:19 | 176.86 | 100% |