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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 309 | 2025-02-28 12:56:46 | 81.21 | 96.8% |
| 229 | 2024-11-08 10:29:31 | 89.35 | 98.4% |
| 151 | 2024-04-02 02:24:31 | 72.02 | 96% |