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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1654 | 2022-10-19 12:45:37 | 106.05 | 98% |
| 1317 | 2022-10-14 10:17:11 | 92.08 | 97% |