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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6794 | 2022-09-18 23:57:47 | 80.13 | 96% |
| 1984 | 2021-09-20 08:33:31 | 69.06 | 96% |