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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4593 | 2021-10-27 16:53:22 | 77.69 | 97% |
| 3568 | 2021-06-25 10:42:05 | 88.80 | 98% |
| 3473 | 2021-06-22 14:04:43 | 78.06 | 97% |
| 2357 | 2021-05-20 15:11:44 | 60.02 | 95% |
| 1858 | 2021-02-08 11:26:41 | 62.90 | 96.5% |