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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 791 | 2025-02-08 11:40:16 | 63.22 | 95.1% |
| 239 | 2024-09-13 12:31:59 | 57.05 | 94.8% |
| 146 | 2024-09-09 17:58:36 | 55.62 | 93.6% |