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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12470 | 2021-11-29 03:44:27 | 129.93 | 99% |
| 9312 | 2021-06-04 03:48:16 | 109.71 | 97% |
| 7971 | 2021-05-10 02:05:23 | 120.88 | 99% |
| 5290 | 2021-04-13 23:35:48 | 102.61 | 98% |
| 3649 | 2021-04-01 03:54:03 | 107.87 | 99% |