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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3151 | 2021-01-01 12:15:26 | 84.25 | 95% |
| 1107 | 2020-09-01 12:00:38 | 71.48 | 98% |