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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1261 | 2023-02-10 14:17:38 | 77.77 | 97% |
| 539 | 2022-05-26 09:14:36 | 60.05 | 94% |