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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12882 | 2024-09-16 00:48:50 | 63.10 | 94% |
12591 | 2024-08-18 02:15:31 | 78.44 | 97.1% |
11143 | 2024-02-20 10:08:20 | 65.28 | 95.2% |