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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10008 | 2021-12-02 04:51:34 | 106.22 | 99% |
| 9729 | 2021-10-02 17:26:31 | 103.00 | 99% |
| 8015 | 2021-08-10 06:28:23 | 93.90 | 98% |
| 6077 | 2021-07-01 05:37:52 | 73.62 | 97% |