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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6252 | 2021-11-11 10:17:54 | 76.57 | 98% |
| 1638 | 2020-11-14 09:52:07 | 71.19 | 98% |