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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5286 | 2021-05-10 03:45:01 | 111.20 | 97% |
| 5044 | 2021-04-29 04:46:34 | 107.25 | 98% |
| 4186 | 2021-04-05 07:13:10 | 90.60 | 96% |
| 3879 | 2021-03-23 20:57:56 | 98.50 | 97% |
| 3319 | 2021-03-06 01:59:59 | 102.10 | 99% |