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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2353 | 2024-07-30 04:53:10 | 157.69 | 98.7% |
| 1155 | 2021-11-07 10:07:14 | 136.37 | 99% |