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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 735 | 2021-03-27 18:36:58 | 75.59 | 95% |
| 506 | 2021-03-09 17:39:46 | 72.00 | 95% |