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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1854 | 2025-08-10 07:32:25 | 71.71 | 96% |
| 1158 | 2024-07-21 15:57:05 | 68.45 | 95.6% |