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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3110 | 2021-04-30 18:07:56 | 96.38 | 98% |
| 1609 | 2020-03-26 15:07:34 | 81.33 | 96% |
| 127 | 2019-02-03 15:14:59 | 70.04 | 96% |