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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2479 | 2021-05-18 07:41:15 | 67.47 | 97% |
| 1424 | 2021-03-22 03:06:26 | 49.78 | 97% |