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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1773 | 2023-01-09 05:36:33 | 117.23 | 99% |
| 1631 | 2022-12-21 06:05:06 | 105.22 | 98% |