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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1823 | 2023-03-06 15:36:41 | 130.41 | 98% |
| 450 | 2021-05-13 01:59:28 | 117.68 | 98% |