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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2157 | 2025-03-01 02:41:46 | 82.79 | 97.6% |
| 1846 | 2025-02-09 04:25:05 | 77.08 | 96.9% |
| 1698 | 2025-01-21 21:51:30 | 71.13 | 95.8% |