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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2263 | 2021-11-04 15:22:41 | 78.90 | 96% |
| 767 | 2021-06-25 06:18:02 | 57.86 | 94% |