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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1834 | 2023-09-03 06:52:12 | 84.02 | 97% |
| 1322 | 2023-08-26 15:32:04 | 94.33 | 97% |
| 1119 | 2023-08-24 11:31:25 | 84.86 | 97% |