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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1825 | 2023-10-05 08:20:05 | 87.13 | 98% |
| 339 | 2022-11-19 00:36:00 | 72.22 | 97% |