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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3473 | 2023-02-17 07:42:07 | 42.59 | 94% |
| 14 | 2022-02-18 09:51:51 | 27.59 | 93% |