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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 905 | 2023-04-27 05:21:42 | 119.06 | 98% |
| 621 | 2021-11-27 06:12:39 | 122.98 | 99% |