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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3643 | 2021-10-06 23:44:54 | 135.59 | 98% |
| 2613 | 2020-11-12 23:15:39 | 136.18 | 98% |