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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 890 | 2025-02-03 18:56:28 | 60.70 | 96.5% |
| 519 | 2024-11-05 06:32:31 | 61.55 | 96.7% |