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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6334 | 2021-08-29 15:33:24 | 89.30 | 97% |
| 5678 | 2021-08-06 11:49:51 | 87.34 | 98% |
| 3631 | 2021-06-15 10:48:16 | 71.56 | 97% |
| 1541 | 2021-01-05 11:11:30 | 61.37 | 95% |