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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9712 | 2020-06-20 09:21:06 | 75.75 | 99% |
| 5515 | 2018-10-26 03:49:29 | 66.77 | 99% |