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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1847 | 2021-06-02 07:55:07 | 72.39 | 96% |
| 1646 | 2021-05-10 08:44:19 | 61.06 | 95% |