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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3261 | 2023-03-01 04:59:06 | 72.46 | 94% |
| 974 | 2021-10-02 12:32:38 | 65.96 | 96% |