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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1064 | 2019-05-27 14:25:29 | 81.62 | 99% |
| 828 | 2018-11-14 21:56:14 | 62.38 | 96% |