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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1801 | 2021-12-09 20:26:27 | 98.41 | 97% |
| 1501 | 2021-08-11 16:15:10 | 97.87 | 99% |