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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 444 | 2022-10-27 02:07:33 | 63.16 | 95% |
| 345 | 2022-09-29 03:20:53 | 55.00 | 94% |