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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11207 | 2022-07-09 23:20:00 | 134.63 | 97% |
| 2925 | 2018-08-31 17:20:34 | 117.07 | 98% |
| 1390 | 2018-07-13 18:24:40 | 112.78 | 98% |