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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4127 | 2020-08-20 01:21:28 | 140.97 | 99% |
| 2299 | 2019-11-07 01:40:13 | 147.88 | 99% |