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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3741 | 2022-08-22 04:30:39 | 76.10 | 97% |
| 2661 | 2022-05-09 08:27:01 | 53.26 | 97% |