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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4932 | 2021-09-09 17:20:44 | 109.02 | 99% |
| 292 | 2020-09-28 18:38:02 | 95.95 | 98% |