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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1283 | 2022-05-05 09:07:35 | 120.62 | 97% |
| 401 | 2021-10-19 00:07:13 | 95.14 | 95% |