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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4218 | 2022-06-27 04:05:18 | 52.14 | 93% |
| 3583 | 2022-02-02 08:26:00 | 54.50 | 95% |