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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1846 | 2023-03-18 18:58:24 | 74.85 | 98% |
| 815 | 2022-06-19 21:25:13 | 69.86 | 97% |