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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1607 | 2022-09-03 08:08:14 | 118.44 | 97% |
| 99 | 2021-11-15 11:04:15 | 83.03 | 94% |