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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2243 | 2021-09-04 04:32:01 | 64.06 | 95% |
| 2183 | 2021-08-16 05:02:07 | 65.51 | 95% |