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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1014 | 2023-08-08 18:57:37 | 93.59 | 96% |
| 776 | 2023-08-05 12:56:12 | 99.43 | 98.1% |