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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5204 | 2022-03-07 07:32:03 | 82.37 | 97% |
| 2928 | 2021-11-28 15:18:47 | 69.25 | 97% |