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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2036 | 2021-01-27 16:16:01 | 86.75 | 97% |
| 2005 | 2021-01-26 04:50:34 | 98.74 | 98% |