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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1034 | 2023-07-17 18:07:27 | 75.02 | 96.3% |
| 116 | 2023-03-17 19:07:35 | 68.16 | 96% |