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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6663 | 2022-03-29 05:13:51 | 105.74 | 99% |
| 2406 | 2020-11-21 03:36:16 | 102.26 | 98% |