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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3970 | 2023-11-01 13:08:37 | 141.89 | 99.3% |
| 1408 | 2022-08-11 02:24:00 | 120.91 | 98% |