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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5053 | 2023-07-22 15:08:59 | 88.05 | 99% |
| 1790 | 2018-12-20 11:40:05 | 68.95 | 97% |