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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1221 | 2021-02-04 12:48:49 | 82.29 | 99.3% |
| 85 | 2020-05-15 17:13:30 | 59.85 | 96% |