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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8352 | 2023-01-28 22:38:07 | 178.81 | 98% |
| 6860 | 2022-06-20 16:20:47 | 163.67 | 97% |
| 5115 | 2022-03-12 16:02:45 | 173.11 | 98% |
| 718 | 2021-03-18 03:14:35 | 158.02 | 99% |
| 570 | 2021-03-13 20:16:25 | 142.08 | 98% |
| 449 | 2021-03-10 19:59:39 | 117.04 | 95% |