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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7277 | 2023-01-11 00:14:35 | 85.11 | 95% |
| 1760 | 2020-11-25 00:40:26 | 60.98 | 93% |
| 1391 | 2020-11-19 14:44:53 | 69.20 | 95% |