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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 50 | 2021-12-21 12:09:46 | 112.44 | 98% |
| 41 | 2021-12-16 12:39:18 | 110.02 | 97% |