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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3463 | 2021-01-16 03:20:37 | 85.11 | 97% |
| 2899 | 2020-02-21 01:39:34 | 62.35 | 94% |