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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 815 | 2022-09-16 03:13:34 | 84.75 | 97% |
| 487 | 2021-12-12 11:31:46 | 78.05 | 96% |