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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13537 | 2025-03-01 08:56:04 | 69.13 | 96.9% |
| 13531 | 2025-02-16 09:09:41 | 63.26 | 96.6% |