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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3266 | 2021-11-23 09:44:15 | 66.01 | 96% |
| 2389 | 2021-08-12 15:01:35 | 67.40 | 97% |