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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 666 | 2025-04-07 16:35:37 | 57.19 | 94% |
| 197 | 2025-03-09 22:31:29 | 53.82 | 94.9% |