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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 17236 | 2021-10-04 22:43:29 | 99.75 | 98% |
| 16676 | 2021-04-01 21:19:26 | 82.07 | 96% |
| 13064 | 2020-08-10 22:49:50 | 101.32 | 98% |
| 11197 | 2020-07-05 22:16:48 | 93.43 | 97% |
| 8241 | 2020-03-02 01:55:17 | 80.76 | 96% |
| 3495 | 2019-12-13 18:49:57 | 67.42 | 96% |