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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3316 | 2021-06-06 04:38:23 | 97.72 | 99% |
| 1265 | 2021-04-18 17:55:12 | 91.51 | 98% |
| 197 | 2021-03-28 04:46:21 | 82.17 | 99% |