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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18492 | 2021-03-22 06:23:38 | 88.49 | 96% |
| 18439 | 2021-02-27 16:46:29 | 83.62 | 97.5% |