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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 762 | 2021-12-11 02:44:49 | 85.11 | 98% |
| 148 | 2021-08-14 07:50:15 | 63.87 | 98% |