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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3413 | 2022-04-01 17:21:12 | 66.58 | 98% |
| 1376 | 2021-04-25 10:52:55 | 60.32 | 96% |