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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4509 | 2021-05-25 12:22:09 | 79.71 | 96% |
| 3456 | 2021-03-03 08:14:46 | 77.32 | 97% |