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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2146 | 2023-08-12 21:59:15 | 70.92 | 95% |
| 925 | 2023-07-06 03:29:13 | 64.53 | 95% |