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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2932 | 2021-07-12 03:46:59 | 58.50 | 96% |
| 2237 | 2021-06-14 08:15:16 | 52.25 | 96% |