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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 685 | 2022-10-31 02:49:44 | 98.18 | 97% |
| 47 | 2021-11-30 03:37:01 | 78.35 | 96% |