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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8757 | 2022-12-27 16:05:52 | 109.01 | 98% |
| 4345 | 2018-11-12 18:04:27 | 97.06 | 96% |
| 2598 | 2017-07-12 17:39:13 | 104.63 | 98% |