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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 28859 | 2020-11-05 05:12:30 | 163.02 | 98% |
| 28474 | 2020-09-22 10:07:05 | 149.63 | 98% |
| 26214 | 2020-06-08 21:18:09 | 147.16 | 98% |
| 21199 | 2019-02-22 07:04:03 | 150.73 | 99% |
| 19630 | 2019-01-19 03:59:40 | 119.37 | 97% |
| 19450 | 2019-01-12 02:13:24 | 138.63 | 97% |
| 14887 | 2018-10-21 04:56:46 | 103.97 | 96% |
| 13311 | 2018-09-30 01:04:36 | 128.61 | 97% |
| 11634 | 2018-09-18 02:27:27 | 121.14 | 97% |
| 10066 | 2018-09-05 02:19:41 | 150.71 | 99% |
| 7561 | 2018-08-21 23:17:58 | 98.16 | 96% |