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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2333 | 2022-08-14 16:55:17 | 99.41 | 98% |
| 2148 | 2021-06-21 15:35:26 | 84.02 | 97% |
| 1894 | 2021-04-25 11:47:21 | 79.15 | 97% |
| 339 | 2020-12-26 14:51:41 | 83.76 | 98% |