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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 301 | 2025-06-19 17:22:23 | 53.78 | 94% |
| 130 | 2025-06-07 04:27:06 | 44.19 | 93% |