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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 313 | 2026-05-17 16:16:49 | 72.98 | 96% |
| 288 | 2026-05-07 21:55:58 | 71.36 | 96% |