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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2458 | 2021-01-01 17:55:28 | 64.13 | 95% |
| 1118 | 2020-02-24 03:56:41 | 56.95 | 95% |