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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 58678 | 2019-07-23 21:24:19 | 69.22 | 98% |
| 53772 | 2018-12-20 17:47:39 | 65.09 | 96% |
| 51980 | 2018-10-26 08:10:05 | 59.34 | 96% |
| 51647 | 2018-10-23 11:29:44 | 55.35 | 93% |
| 43069 | 2018-08-21 10:42:05 | 60.07 | 95% |