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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3876 | 2023-02-13 06:40:19 | 85.36 | 98% |
| 3213 | 2022-10-04 07:10:32 | 75.11 | 96% |
| 1397 | 2022-05-31 03:06:21 | 78.49 | 98% |
| 1074 | 2022-05-25 19:18:18 | 70.12 | 96% |
| 294 | 2022-05-03 03:01:27 | 61.21 | 96% |