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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2460 | 2023-02-19 05:23:29 | 60.21 | 95% |
| 2085 | 2022-09-19 16:51:15 | 49.23 | 93% |