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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2727 | 2021-09-25 09:53:22 | 62.42 | 96% |
| 2211 | 2021-08-24 03:18:44 | 56.46 | 96% |