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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2223 | 2022-01-04 18:41:38 | 82.94 | 98% |
| 1556 | 2021-02-28 11:59:51 | 69.15 | 95.8% |