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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1534 | 2021-05-14 15:09:27 | 66.83 | 94% |
| 1519 | 2021-05-14 02:34:36 | 66.92 | 94% |