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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 186 | 2021-04-01 01:48:32 | 114.06 | 97% |
| 80 | 2020-07-09 13:14:24 | 105.15 | 96% |