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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2682 | 2025-07-03 11:04:49 | 102.47 | 97% |
| 1976 | 2025-06-21 16:42:25 | 102.13 | 96% |
| 844 | 2025-06-04 11:09:11 | 116.02 | 98% |