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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1200 | 2022-11-07 14:45:12 | 62.58 | 97% |
| 841 | 2022-10-26 11:58:50 | 48.76 | 94% |