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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1308 | 2022-01-27 01:34:42 | 68.36 | 97% |
| 1245 | 2022-01-08 18:30:44 | 88.89 | 98% |