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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2534 | 2023-04-29 11:04:40 | 86.92 | 95% |
| 902 | 2011-02-11 17:03:09 | 75.75 | |
| 280 | 2010-11-04 04:15:04 | 67.49 |