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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5804 | 2021-04-13 03:34:27 | 135.28 | 98% |
| 5082 | 2021-03-12 09:45:13 | 139.07 | 97% |
| 3788 | 2020-05-12 03:55:39 | 124.27 | 98% |