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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3572 | 2020-06-30 13:59:11 | 66.22 | 94% |
| 2699 | 2018-07-01 19:38:38 | 60.80 | 94% |