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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 715 | 2021-10-13 21:44:26 | 75.03 | 99% |
| 215 | 2021-08-17 19:13:27 | 79.17 | 98% |