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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 112 | 2025-03-16 21:03:33 | 50.86 | 95% |
| 89 | 2025-03-14 20:39:10 | 52.85 | 96% |