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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2289 | 2024-02-22 03:33:08 | 101.83 | 98.4% |
| 1926 | 2023-05-21 06:16:05 | 95.20 | 98% |