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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21763 | 2024-03-14 19:44:08 | 94.20 | 97.4% |
| 20707 | 2023-06-21 09:06:29 | 130.93 | 99% |
| 11329 | 2020-06-09 22:02:52 | 91.70 | 96% |
| 9432 | 2020-05-15 20:14:26 | 106.52 | 97% |
| 7551 | 2020-04-19 02:11:40 | 104.25 | 98% |
| 3517 | 2020-02-07 03:11:42 | 100.39 | 97% |