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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10860 | 2021-08-18 15:12:36 | 99.50 | 99% |
| 9736 | 2020-01-21 07:52:36 | 77.68 | 96% |
| 1272 | 2019-04-04 23:54:32 | 53.63 | 93% |
| 709 | 2018-09-19 03:17:36 | 56.33 | 94% |
| 266 | 2018-08-10 04:08:59 | 48.63 | 95% |