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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11935 | 2023-11-06 06:43:58 | 67.13 | 97.3% |
| 9667 | 2023-05-02 16:41:50 | 74.25 | 98% |
| 9007 | 2023-04-16 11:34:52 | 77.10 | 100% |
| 5049 | 2023-01-12 05:59:59 | 67.18 | 98% |
| 1486 | 2022-09-27 11:13:51 | 56.40 | 99% |