I saw the light fade from the sky, on the wind I heard a sigh. As the snowflakes cover my fallen brothers, I will say this last goodbye. Night is now falling, so ends this day. The road is now calling, and I must away. Over hill and under tree, through lands where never light has shone, by silver streams that run down to the sea.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 49967 | 2020-03-15 09:11:49 | 136.63 | 98% |
| 48145 | 2020-03-03 10:43:21 | 142.51 | 98% |