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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3364 | 2021-09-14 14:52:27 | 78.57 | 95% |
| 3109 | 2021-09-09 08:04:39 | 96.69 | 96% |