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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7251 | 2021-01-15 14:46:55 | 156.65 | 98% |
| 7048 | 2020-12-29 10:38:18 | 151.61 | 97% |
| 2451 | 2017-01-08 15:12:56 | 157.11 | 99% |