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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1994 | 2023-05-18 04:21:35 | 66.06 | 97% |
| 1102 | 2023-02-25 19:41:25 | 58.87 | 96% |