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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5809 | 2022-06-11 01:41:10 | 82.35 | 98% |
| 4318 | 2019-04-14 15:16:57 | 90.57 | 99% |