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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 427 | 2025-03-02 21:10:55 | 56.25 | 94.4% |
| 365 | 2025-02-24 16:29:33 | 54.65 | 95.5% |
| 325 | 2025-02-22 13:15:53 | 58.66 | 98.4% |
| 294 | 2025-02-18 18:32:06 | 52.54 | 94.7% |