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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2736 | 2021-10-08 13:35:42 | 83.97 | 98% |
| 1759 | 2021-03-01 14:21:57 | 69.01 | 96% |