Now, the years fly by just like an eagle, and it's casting a shadow down below. My memories are piercing like a needle, and I know that I got nowhere left to go. So take me back to the woods where she left me, let me walk through them hills all alone - where your love still wanders through the valley, and the vines have covered up our cabin home.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 384 | 2025-02-15 10:02:09 | 67.43 | 96% |
| 159 | 2025-02-11 13:15:41 | 76.85 | 97% |