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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 224 | 2021-07-14 14:12:04 | 102.55 | 97% |
| 76 | 2021-01-18 02:56:58 | 106.96 | 98% |