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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3503 | 2022-11-27 19:39:16 | 97.97 | 98% |
| 722 | 2016-05-08 17:12:52 | 78.12 | 92% |