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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 199 | 2021-05-03 21:15:54 | 120.34 | 100% |
| 101 | 2016-12-17 18:42:35 | 98.95 | 97% |