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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10036 | 2023-01-01 19:51:15 | 89.79 | 98% |
| 7911 | 2022-01-27 19:35:27 | 88.94 | 98% |