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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5913 | 2021-01-25 09:08:01 | 72.03 | 96% |
| 5153 | 2021-01-05 12:42:10 | 68.59 | 95% |