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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3815 | 2021-03-02 21:14:16 | 68.15 | 97% |
| 943 | 2017-10-02 20:48:58 | 61.49 | 97% |