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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9088 | 2023-01-06 13:55:25 | 92.85 | 99% |
| 3385 | 2021-10-08 16:50:56 | 61.17 | 96% |
| 235 | 2021-01-30 10:49:53 | 54.36 | 95.2% |