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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1601 | 2021-09-10 13:17:32 | 74.63 | 97% |
| 992 | 2021-06-07 09:51:01 | 63.95 | 96% |