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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2736 | 2021-05-10 17:11:18 | 89.61 | 98% |
| 1731 | 2021-01-21 13:47:53 | 80.07 | 98% |