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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2581 | 2023-10-02 15:13:17 | 68.20 | 96.3% |
| 1437 | 2023-03-02 11:27:24 | 67.97 | 97% |