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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9096 | 2022-06-13 08:03:35 | 80.47 | 96% |
| 5678 | 2021-04-22 20:28:46 | 78.34 | 97% |