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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6451 | 2020-02-29 17:38:44 | 96.04 | 98% |
| 629 | 2018-09-08 06:10:20 | 59.13 | 97% |