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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7056 | 2023-02-25 15:38:12 | 108.26 | 97% |
| 6879 | 2023-02-21 18:56:31 | 107.51 | 96% |
| 4999 | 2022-12-16 22:30:41 | 105.34 | 97% |
| 4242 | 2022-10-16 20:32:27 | 113.55 | 98% |
| 3838 | 2022-09-21 23:32:58 | 109.74 | 97% |
| 3633 | 2022-06-09 22:42:20 | 105.48 | 97% |