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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2147 | 2022-04-15 14:11:08 | 121.75 | 100% |
| 1904 | 2022-02-07 22:26:05 | 125.41 | 99% |