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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1171 | 2025-06-28 21:15:22 | 107.76 | 99% |
1053 | 2025-06-28 02:33:15 | 84.62 | 96% |