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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3442 | 2023-01-01 12:29:00 | 83.59 | 97% |
| 506 | 2019-09-01 10:56:10 | 78.08 | 97% |
| 408 | 2019-08-25 16:32:02 | 82.63 | 96% |