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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 415 | 2023-10-24 19:04:08 | 38.35 | 93.7% |
| 234 | 2023-08-15 07:04:55 | 49.13 | 95.1% |