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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5629 | 2022-07-21 18:54:59 | 99.19 | 99% |
| 628 | 2016-11-03 01:44:51 | 54.92 | 92% |
| 178 | 2016-10-20 21:25:38 | 57.27 | 96% |