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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5297 | 2023-09-29 07:46:56 | 73.25 | 96% |
| 911 | 2022-05-20 13:45:22 | 43.16 | 94% |