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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1916 | 2022-04-03 16:40:57 | 93.67 | 97% |
| 1756 | 2021-11-01 08:37:50 | 90.96 | 96% |