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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 326 | 2024-12-20 10:57:27 | 93.27 | 98.4% |
| 251 | 2021-03-30 06:13:26 | 85.82 | 98% |