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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 906 | 2025-07-11 04:28:53 | 56.85 | 95% |
| 864 | 2025-07-10 07:08:55 | 51.82 | 97% |
| 555 | 2025-07-01 12:14:03 | 52.86 | 95% |
| 258 | 2025-06-24 06:39:52 | 57.56 | 97% |
| 190 | 2025-06-22 11:40:40 | 44.41 | 95% |