Many rivers to cross but I can't seem to find my way over. Wandering, I am lost as I travel along the white cliffs of Dover. Many rivers to cross and it's only my will that keeps me alive. I've been licked, washed up for years, and I merely survive because of my pride.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2762 | 2021-05-05 11:07:08 | 91.71 | 96% |
| 791 | 2020-10-26 15:11:33 | 99.41 | 99% |