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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16741 | 2021-08-11 18:00:40 | 85.22 | 97% |
| 16339 | 2021-07-31 08:28:56 | 89.41 | 98% |
| 15932 | 2021-07-22 12:24:21 | 89.35 | 98% |
| 6275 | 2020-09-05 14:40:53 | 71.86 | 97% |
| 2711 | 2020-02-23 16:36:41 | 74.26 | 97% |
| 559 | 2020-01-08 20:36:03 | 73.43 | 97% |
| 453 | 2020-01-07 16:27:56 | 68.95 | 96% |