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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2054 | 2025-10-03 02:48:09 | 48.46 | 95% |
| 1980 | 2025-09-27 11:27:01 | 50.62 | 95% |