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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4979 | 2023-10-28 17:35:23 | 108.10 | 98.1% |
| 758 | 2023-05-18 08:04:06 | 105.43 | 98% |