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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6551 | 2021-03-23 13:47:42 | 88.66 | 97% |
| 1906 | 2020-08-03 16:07:07 | 78.60 | 96% |