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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 229 | 2019-07-09 13:51:05 | 99.12 | 99% |
| 49 | 2019-06-14 08:29:41 | 86.52 | 99% |