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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1102 | 2022-12-14 17:43:19 | 109.87 | 97% |
| 826 | 2022-07-24 10:36:15 | 110.29 | 97% |