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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 764 | 2021-08-21 12:09:16 | 60.95 | 94% |
| 10 | 2021-06-09 04:43:52 | 47.21 | 95% |