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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2819 | 2021-08-24 13:44:49 | 89.33 | 95% |
| 602 | 2018-12-01 11:00:18 | 75.92 | 95% |
| 477 | 2018-10-27 10:39:50 | 77.64 | 96% |