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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8663 | 2022-01-28 19:13:19 | 102.68 | 96% |
| 7359 | 2021-12-07 20:11:19 | 95.77 | 96% |
| 5240 | 2021-09-23 20:34:57 | 83.34 | 94% |
| 4520 | 2021-09-03 20:58:23 | 83.36 | 93% |
| 2988 | 2021-08-08 17:51:49 | 68.76 | 93% |
| 1832 | 2021-07-09 20:49:47 | 86.35 | 96% |