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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 575 | 2021-05-28 08:00:47 | 70.07 | 96% |
| 138 | 2021-04-07 12:40:31 | 69.96 | 98% |