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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2125 | 2021-03-06 18:27:43 | 83.80 | 99% |
| 2107 | 2021-03-06 12:37:26 | 86.71 | 99% |
| 177 | 2020-11-28 12:07:49 | 69.54 | 97% |