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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2302 | 2020-03-05 14:29:21 | 106.95 | 97% |
| 1482 | 2019-09-30 19:58:50 | 118.20 | 97% |