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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6938 | 2021-03-25 01:58:56 | 102.68 | 98% |
| 6206 | 2019-11-20 11:05:43 | 97.66 | 98% |
| 5812 | 2019-09-30 02:47:38 | 99.78 | 97% |
| 4907 | 2019-04-20 21:53:56 | 101.02 | 99% |
| 2720 | 2018-12-15 21:26:38 | 87.84 | 97% |