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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8847 | 2025-10-09 22:32:29 | 78.00 | 100% |
| 3723 | 2021-10-20 11:09:00 | 82.85 | 100% |