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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6340 | 2022-03-23 19:56:06 | 73.97 | 97% |
| 1501 | 2020-06-05 10:57:14 | 63.30 | 96% |
| 1230 | 2020-05-31 17:06:16 | 66.41 | 97% |