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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1553 | 2021-04-01 01:15:17 | 90.26 | 96% |
| 1452 | 2021-03-30 19:09:58 | 80.11 | 95% |