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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3134 | 2022-03-05 17:31:19 | 111.99 | 99% |
| 1399 | 2021-06-18 19:44:17 | 113.87 | 98% |