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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 943 | 2021-03-01 08:16:00 | 76.56 | 98% |
| 287 | 2021-01-29 13:11:47 | 72.25 | 97.6% |