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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1566 | 2022-11-07 14:45:11 | 62.89 | 98% |
| 306 | 2021-03-02 09:34:32 | 52.73 | 96% |