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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 44375 | 2024-01-02 12:30:33 | 99.38 | 97.5% |
| 43194 | 2023-08-24 17:13:36 | 93.40 | 97% |
| 34916 | 2023-07-08 02:29:05 | 84.75 | 96% |
| 34124 | 2023-07-06 05:48:36 | 95.11 | 97% |
| 32488 | 2022-04-18 03:37:15 | 89.37 | 98% |