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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1034 | 2021-03-07 15:41:44 | 92.50 | 98% |
| 910 | 2021-02-21 08:19:06 | 88.65 | 97.6% |