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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 917 | 2021-12-16 07:56:18 | 36.00 | 96% |
| 298 | 2021-10-27 15:24:50 | 42.41 | 98% |