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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 758 | 2025-03-22 17:17:38 | 70.14 | 95.9% |
| 307 | 2025-02-04 17:27:05 | 70.40 | 96.1% |