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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1621 | 2025-04-07 18:01:56 | 80.62 | 96.1% |
| 1561 | 2025-04-04 20:15:55 | 75.36 | 95.7% |
| 1509 | 2025-04-01 14:17:57 | 81.03 | 97.4% |