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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1656 | 2021-08-24 01:22:06 | 66.89 | 97% |
| 386 | 2021-03-05 23:43:20 | 56.95 | 95% |