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 |
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6232 | 2024-09-15 02:01:51 | 49.41 | 96.6% |
5838 | 2024-06-23 20:28:20 | 39.69 | 95.5% |