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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3548 | 2021-01-24 01:51:14 | 90.23 | 97% |
| 1457 | 2018-10-11 13:00:15 | 69.05 | 97% |