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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2973 | 2022-09-09 07:14:22 | 74.85 | 97% |
| 124 | 2020-05-15 17:13:18 | 76.70 | 98% |