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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4428 | 2023-02-12 07:22:32 | 92.44 | 99% |
| 2905 | 2021-05-07 08:44:18 | 71.53 | 96% |