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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2783 | 2023-03-20 09:05:09 | 70.89 | 98% |
| 2130 | 2022-10-09 16:38:30 | 86.88 | 99% |
| 1864 | 2022-07-07 04:37:49 | 77.27 | 98% |
| 1281 | 2022-05-31 15:30:41 | 74.32 | 98% |
| 887 | 2022-05-13 07:58:37 | 56.13 | 97% |