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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1343 | 2023-03-25 16:37:40 | 58.63 | 96% |
| 1049 | 2023-02-28 08:15:33 | 45.56 | 95% |