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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 234 | 2022-02-23 07:12:02 | 58.29 | 93% |
| 45 | 2022-01-09 19:25:24 | 67.39 | 95% |