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 |
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1315 | 2024-04-19 15:24:05 | 53.51 | 96% |
1082 | 2024-02-13 15:36:53 | 47.18 | 94% |
972 | 2024-02-07 09:56:37 | 51.38 | 96% |