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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 131278 | 2025-04-07 23:23:42 | 102.30 | 98.2% |
| 129005 | 2024-07-19 13:54:27 | 105.46 | 98.2% |