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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1558 | 2021-02-15 11:39:20 | 81.61 | 98.3% |
| 393 | 2019-10-01 05:41:21 | 78.46 | 99% |
| 3 | 2011-05-19 10:52:49 | 39.12 | 96% |