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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1351 | 2025-01-26 17:10:18 | 84.27 | 97.1% |
| 1292 | 2025-01-24 18:47:07 | 77.80 | 95.1% |