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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3003 | 2021-09-16 00:53:59 | 82.99 | 97% |
| 2680 | 2021-08-23 10:27:50 | 79.65 | 97% |