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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2502 | 2021-03-01 20:16:28 | 96.50 | 96.3% |
| 2478 | 2021-01-20 15:10:57 | 112.66 | 98% |