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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 615 | 2020-06-18 16:29:47 | 89.58 | 97% |
| 518 | 2020-06-13 17:16:41 | 93.42 | 97% |