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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 17500 | 2023-07-21 10:38:33 | 188.57 | 100% |
| 12856 | 2021-07-18 12:54:04 | 187.78 | 100% |
| 6447 | 2021-03-26 10:56:40 | 162.61 | 99% |
| 6385 | 2021-03-25 21:55:49 | 152.02 | 98% |
| 2458 | 2020-01-05 14:08:09 | 163.23 | 99% |
| 1069 | 2020-01-01 20:27:48 | 156.39 | 99% |