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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4874 | 2022-02-27 10:53:20 | 97.50 | 98% |
| 3726 | 2021-09-21 08:57:18 | 94.82 | 98% |
| 2559 | 2021-06-07 04:54:52 | 83.18 | 97% |
| 2396 | 2021-05-26 10:38:19 | 91.14 | 98% |
| 389 | 2021-02-16 15:55:12 | 82.34 | 98.4% |