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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1622 | 2020-10-27 06:30:46 | 95.31 | 99% |
| 69 | 2020-04-14 22:15:44 | 91.95 | 99% |