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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7988 | 2021-01-12 16:36:36 | 66.65 | 97% |
| 7135 | 2020-12-09 12:46:34 | 67.56 | 97% |
| 3684 | 2020-08-16 11:20:47 | 60.05 | 97% |