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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13687 | 2024-02-09 22:23:36 | 112.01 | 98% |
| 13646 | 2024-02-06 16:37:51 | 105.72 | 97% |
| 11304 | 2023-11-17 20:52:47 | 85.65 | 97.5% |
| 4977 | 2020-08-20 15:47:16 | 81.26 | 97% |
| 4441 | 2020-08-06 09:21:54 | 95.73 | 97% |
| 3152 | 2020-05-28 05:54:56 | 93.21 | 97% |
| 2339 | 2020-03-15 09:45:22 | 105.43 | 98% |
| 768 | 2020-01-16 12:26:16 | 97.54 | 97% |