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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2577 | 2024-03-10 00:50:25 | 62.68 | 94.2% |
| 2078 | 2024-02-11 22:30:31 | 67.08 | 97% |
| 1901 | 2024-02-02 18:54:04 | 63.90 | 96% |
| 1894 | 2024-02-02 18:01:18 | 62.12 | 97% |