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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2250 | 2024-09-21 14:05:34 | 103.28 | 97.2% |
| 1179 | 2021-07-23 03:39:13 | 97.57 | 98% |