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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 679 | 2019-08-22 20:25:28 | 126.62 | 99% |
| 546 | 2018-10-05 01:30:18 | 90.49 | 96% |