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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7855 | 2022-01-03 05:59:03 | 69.33 | 95% |
| 980 | 2020-12-31 01:24:18 | 57.60 | 97% |