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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1031 | 2021-08-13 10:45:17 | 72.20 | 98% |
| 168 | 2017-12-01 20:09:34 | 46.69 | 94% |