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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 26403 | 2023-03-25 13:05:25 | 144.15 | 97.1% |
| 21972 | 2019-06-26 03:41:48 | 153.83 | 97.5% |
| 20785 | 2019-03-11 18:10:54 | 147.76 | 97.6% |
| 19913 | 2019-02-03 03:40:31 | 164.26 | 97.6% |
| 18060 | 2018-11-09 01:41:24 | 141.19 | 97.2% |
| 17849 | 2018-10-21 04:56:34 | 156.26 | 98.2% |