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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8449 | 2023-10-21 20:15:32 | 126.95 | 97.1% |
| 3834 | 2021-05-13 22:03:40 | 130.55 | 99% |