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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 86 | 2023-03-01 18:17:03 | 37.04 | 93% |
| 54 | 2023-02-24 17:56:54 | 37.57 | 93% |