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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1213 | 2025-01-26 02:05:09 | 63.38 | 95.4% |
| 931 | 2024-12-09 18:36:00 | 56.60 | 94.3% |
| 202 | 2024-10-06 13:11:10 | 59.36 | 96% |